Author Archives for Dallas Cobb

A Perfect Day

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

I raised my face to soak in the warm rays and inhale the fragrance of freshly cut grass and slightly... Read Story


Anna

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Technically, she never quite became my mother-in-law, but that never stopped me from thinking of her that way. Multiple sclerosis... Read Story


Space Cadet

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Mort Gordon 254 East. 68th St New York, NY 10065 (212) 861 1246 45 Box Tree Rd PO-1201 Quogue, NY... Read Story


Corn-fusion

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Day had barely broken when I got myself out of bed, chugged a cup of coffee, grabbed a banana and... Read Story


The Acorn Diary

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

The Acorn Diary About eighty years ago, a builder purchased a pie-shaped slice of land densely covered by towering oaks... Read Story


An Early Rescue

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

I sit at a table outside the Golden Pear in Southampton condemned to remember the sweet, doomed voice of Mrs.... Read Story


Moon Walk

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

“Moon Walk “ by: Matthew Ryan The era of the1960s started with the torch being passed to a youthful and... Read Story


Ducks

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

I love ducks. Beginning with growing up in Riverside, California, and loving to watch and feed the ducks at a... Read Story


Water People

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Water People We really knew that we were “water people” when my husband’s company was making a move to Dallas.... Read Story


Heirloom

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

My family bought the land on which to build our home during the mid-20th century. It was an era when... Read Story


Memory Days

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

I pushed my bare feet into the pebbles of the unfamiliar beach and wiggled my tiny toes deeper to plant... Read Story


Inhaling Required

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

It’s a sixteen hour car ride from Mount Prospect, Illinois to Bridgehampton, New York and the longest amount of time... Read Story


Abigail

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Here Lyes y Body of Abigail Jeʃʃup Daughter of Mr . Iʃaac & Mrs. Sarah Jeʃʃup Who Decd. In Novmbr... Read Story


The Point

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

The Point The boy raised the present over his head and slammed it against the stone counter, breaking it in... Read Story


Shadow

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Shadow My husband and I love our get aways to the North Fork of Long Island. It’s a lovely hour... Read Story


Magnesium

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Magnesium S.C. Megale This is dedicated to my family – old and young – and the metamorphosis of themselves for... Read Story


Time Gap

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Emily, my closest friend and old roommate in Manhattan, has a family home on Shelter Island. In the summer, before... Read Story


Pen Craig

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Pen Craig Pen Craig is a 20 acre estate located in the incorporate village of Quogue in East Long Island,... Read Story


Let Me Drive

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

Every damn time. I’d get out and run my errand, and when I came back, he’d be sitting in the... Read Story


Driving Out

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

The seemingly endless fuselage of the station wagon held row after row of sticky vinyl bench seats, and whatever passed... Read Story


Skipping Time

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

SKIPPING TIME Why is it always seemingly brightest right before the very next Full Moon? That’s especially true during December,... Read Story


The Ultimate Party

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

The Ultimate Party By Scott “Scotto” Savitt During my long successful career as an event producer, I have had the... Read Story


The Kathy Club

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

The Kathy Club Sometimes you’re just in the right place at the right time. Sometimes you get lucky. Twenty-five years... Read Story


Roses and Rocks

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June 1, 2000 3:00 pm

I was never afraid of the bees. They were my intimates as a child, familiars developed over the long hours... Read Story