Jane got up from under her warm bedcovers and faced the cold of her room. It was another New Year's Day. In the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. Nothing had changed except the lines around her eyes and mouth looked deeper. Jane was 49 ye...
One dollar and eighty-seven cents. That was all. And sixty cents of it were smallest pieces of money - pennies. Pennies saved one and two at a time by negotiating with the man at the market who sold vegetables and meat. Negotiating until one's face b...
Ben was awakened by a gunshot. The sharp noise came through the thick stonewalls of the house. It was cold in the bedroom. Ben Newman was shaking as he got out of bed. He put on his eyeglasses and went over to the window. The field was covered with w...
Father, what are the men digging over in the field for? The old man shut his mouth and continued getting his horse ready to ride. They were in the barn, standing before the wide open doors. The spring air was full of the smell of growing grass. Adoni...
Before I was born, I went on the road. The road was highway 17. It went from the city of Jacksonville to the city of Whelmington in North Carolina, that is where the hospital was. My father back the car out of his place in the barn. He helped my moth...
Elizabeth. Betty Talen turned to her best friend Debby, I hate it when my mother calls me Elizabeth, it always means I have to do some work. Betty made her music louder and the two girls laughed. Betty and Debby are 12 years old and live in Fairbanks...
I arrived in America one sunny morning. But I did not feel I was here yet. Flying on an airplane from Lagos, Nigeria to New York City, to Los Angeles, California did not carry my mind with me right away. I had to catch up with my body. The United Sta...
Olive Bowen made some hot coffee to take to her husband Nate who was over in the barn. He was helping their cow Maudie to give birth. Olive herself was expecting a baby very soon. She felt heavy and moved around slowly. The coffee boiled on the stove...
I had the somewhat unrealistic idea that I would find interesting stories at every crossroads throughout the American countryside. So the cameraman, soundman and I started out with great hope from New York City. For a few rainy days, we drove through...
Our story today is called The Sharks Were Hungry. It was written by Dorothy Cottrell. Here is Shep O'Neal with the story. Dr John Perry decided it was time to go home. It had been a perfect day, a day alone, the first such day in many years. He had f...
