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Gary’s Accident

D. E. Larsen, DVM The afternoon was filled with bright sunshine and anticipation. It was the end of March, Friday the 31st in 1950, and we were planning to go to the high school tonight to watch the school play. Our cousin, Bill Davenport, was one of the actors. The last two weeks of MarchContinue reading “Gary’s Accident “

Financial Aid

D. E. Larsen, DVM I looked hard at the man seated behind the desk. His dark hair was fading into a grizzled gray. His oversized nose had a mass of red pimples. I suspect it was Rosacea. The wrinkles in his face were smoothed a bit by its puffiness. His large ears actually added balanceContinue reading “Financial Aid”

A Few Precious Hours, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM I launched the drift boat at the Rock Creek Campground boat ramp. After parking the pickup and trailer. The kids decide that they need to run back to the camp for one last item. “Okay,” I said, “I will pull the boat down by the camp and wait forContinue reading “A Few Precious Hours, From the Archives”