I’ve been working to re-publish some of the old stories that previously appeared here and still have a long way to go. It’s part of this new organization kick I’ve been on lately. I want to be able to easily pull all the fiction and publish it in e-book format some day. That effort has included some light editing and in a few cases, consolidation of multi-part episodes into a single post. All this...

Lucius thought deeply for a moment about Clinton’s request to again tell the story of his meeting Hiram Percy Maxim in 1935. He wanted to make his old friend happy, but that encounter was only a small part of a much longer story that played out over more than a decade before actually meeting Maxim, and he knew Clint didn’t want the two-dollar version, he wanted to hear the whole thing. He knew that because...

A large old house sits at the end of Plum Lane. Long-time neighbors believe it has been there at least a hundred years, maybe more. For as long as anyone can remember the same old fellow has lived there alone. No wife, no kids, no family. Lucius Ball seemed nice enough when others meet him out in public, but that’s a rare occurrence. Despite frequent guesses at its age, the 1907 Tudor and Gothic style...

Yesterday was World Amateur Radio Day. Was that a real thing? Yeah, I guess it was, though I was oblivious to the celebration. I heard some hams talking about it on the East Coast Reflector. I access the ECR via my IRLP (4212) node and a handheld. It’s a great group though I’ve noticed all the VoIP “modes” have one thing in common, nine out of ten operators only want a “radio check”....

It’s been raining this morning. I heard it begin in the wee hours and it has been off and on ever since. It’s somewhat cooler this morning too, I like that. The lawn has been mowed three times so far this season and it looks pretty healthy, all the proper weed and feeds having been applied. We don’t normally put out flowers until Mother’s Day though with the noticeably changing seasons summer has been backing...