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River City Blues – Part I

Aug 9th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series
My mom died when I was eight. We were close when she was alive, or so people tell me, but I barely remember her. I was raised by my dad, a gruff factory worker, the kind of guy who changed his own oil and thought just about anything could be fixed by hard work and exercise.


River City Blues – Part II

Aug 26th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series
Ignoring Dad must’ve done something to his masculine ego, because only a couple weeks after Ms. Sandee stopped pushing herself on Dad, he started paying a lot more attention to her.


River City Blues – Part III

Sep 6th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series
My father was a big believer in cottage industry, so while other kids spent their summers gorging on Twinkies in front of flashing TV screens as they played video games, or watching the girls in their bikinis at the beach, I pushed a cheap lawnmower up overgrown hills.


River City Blues – Part IV

Sep 26th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series

4. Call me Betsy

I was learning more than I’d ever learned in school—she taught me how to cook, pharmacy not just how to use a stove and follow recipes, but how to use spices and jazz things up. She …



River City Blues – Part V

Oct 5th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series
Betsy also had a decent collection of books, and she would send me home with one every couple days and quiz me about them like I was in English class.


River City Blues – Part VI

Oct 25th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series
I had a recurring dream for years. I’m wearing a tuxedo, and I step onto an elevator and fall perfectly in love with a beautiful woman I’ve never met before.


River City Blues – Part VII

Nov 17th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series
After Betsy’s death, Ms. Sandee wanted me to stop working, but Dad said it would make me all sullen and strange, so I kept mowing yards for the last few weeks of summer, only Dad or Ms. Sandee would drop me off and pick me up.


River City Blues – Part VIII

Dec 8th, 2010 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series

School

I couldn’t decide what movie to take Claire to so I asked Dad and Ms. Sandee.

“Take her to a scary one, seek ” Dad said. “Like Hitchcock. She’ll get all agitated and hug up on you to protect …



River City Blues – Part IX

Jul 2nd, 2011 | By | Category: River City Blues, Series

What is This, sickness Really?

New Year’s came and went. Claire invited me to a party with some friends of hers. I was nervous. It seemed like a big deal. I kind of assumed there’d be drinking or the like. …