CrowMac Creek

So Mr. Mack stood in the garage staring at the photo of Jack and Rex with Laurel and Hardy, and he remembered when he first found that Crow could travel back in time.  It seemed odd then that Crow was only unconscious for a few minutes, but when he awakened Crow told Mr. Mack what had happened while he traveled back in time, and his story was extensive and laden with historical facts and details. Crow’s story begins when he was searching the internet for how slaves were treated during the times of slavery. Then in the blink of an eye, he finds himself in a field where slaves were harvesting tobacco. The first thing he senses is that he's not wearing shoes. He looks down at himself and he sees that he's wearing clothes that are dirty and ragged, and that his skin is brown. There’s a man in the field, a man that many would call a “cracker.” He's yelling at the slaves who continued their work as effectively as possible. Then he noticed Crow standing to the side of the field. ...

       This Morning, when I woke up, I made some coffee and then let the dogs out. I looked online for the news, and after a few minutes I'd had enough of what is happening in this crazy world of ours. After a while, when they did not return, I walked outside to see where they were, with no success. I looked into the garage and found some evidence of what they had been up to. The dogs had pawed and chewed their way into the box that held what had belonged to Crow.         Then, a little later , I began to worry. I was taking care of Linda’s dog, Rex while she was visiting friends in Phoenix, and I knew that I’d be in real trouble if I couldn’t find him. I began to search around the yard and into the garage where I found the mess the that the dogs had made. It was then that I received the call I had begun to dread.      “Hi Linda! How is your visit?” My words fell from my mouth like water.      “Is? I left Ph...

Last Friday I was looking at some Facebook posts when I came across a person's post lamenting the loss of an old friend who had passed several years ago. The two had been close friends virtually all of their lives and had never parted ways. They had grown up in La Crescenta, CA and had remained close friends throughout their move to Utah and grew older together. I had attended the same high school as the two and though I didn't have the pleasure of knowing them well, I remember them as being friendly and that they seemed happy. It was mentioned in the post that both were members of the Church of the  Latter Day Saints and one person commented on the Facebook post stating, "You don't believe in the same God as we do." I have attended churches where the members, and even some pastors remarked similarly and I disliked what I heard. My uncle, a fine and respectable man was a Mormon. I taught at Noah Webster Basic School, a charter school in Mesa, AZ owned and operated...