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The Flutter in the Night

D. E. Larsen, DVM I woke slightly as something fluttered in the bedroom, but not hearing it again, I rolled over and went back to sleep. “Dave, Dave, wake up!” Sandy said as she shook my shoulder. I rolled onto my back and looked up at Sandy standing beside the bed with her shower capContinue reading “The Flutter in the Night “

The Upgrade, From the Archives

D. E. Larsen, DVM “You need to hurry, your flight is boarding now,” the airline attendant said as he took our bags. “If your bags don’t make your flight, they will be on the next flight. You have a full plane, there is a Ducks game in Berkley Saturday.” We hurried down the concourse toContinue reading “The Upgrade, From the Archives”

The Great Chase

D. E. Larsen, DVM The fourth of July was always big for my mother’s family. A large potluck picnic was held in the Davenport Grove on Catching Creek. This had been a family tradition started in 1904. The grove was a large group of myrtle and maple trees located on a hairpin curve of CatchingContinue reading “The Great Chase“