I was sitting out on my back patio reading All the King’s Men  for at least the tenth time.  It was a warm January day with the sun...

The ten of us arrived on election day promptly at 6:00am.  One of the volunteers brought coffee for all of us as we stood outside the...

It was a warm and cloudy summer day when I spent some time visiting with my Granny at her grave at Dock’s Creek Cemetery.  We talked...

As I walked by the main office, one of the secretaries yelled at me, “Professor Staten, you have a package in your mailbox.”  I said...

The Furniture Store. It was an old building in need of a fresh coat of paint. Inside it had several large rooms that my father-in-law...

We love living on our cul de sac which is in so many ways a reflection of what America represents. To the right of us are a retired...

The country was suffering from a drought. We had spent an early morning at a UN camp that was providing food for thousands of starving...

Living with Nancy. I had just finished teaching my foreign policy class and for some reason thought I should go home early and check on...

Over the past 2 to 3 months, I have had some people with whom I grew up and some former students ask me some questions about my short...

The Class. I had heard about this optional class since I had started graduate school and I finally met all the qualifications to get in....

Short Story. The Buffington Street Mansion. WA, Bill, Brice, and I lived in a small house we had rented from an older fraternity...

The Lake House. It was our weekend and holiday get away place. It allowed Shan to escape the task of managing one of the largest...

It was our senior football trip and we had just witnessed the Oklahoma Sooners thump the Auburn Tigers. We were now on Bourbon Street. ...

We were visiting our close friends in New Jersey for the week and we spent three days in New York City as tourists. It was the first...

The Classroom. It was a standard classroom on a university campus with tile floors, a large chalkboard, a podium that I could use if I...

The Interview. It was a small wood frame house tucked back into the hillside. I straightened my tie and knocked on the door. No one...

The Dorm Room. It was a spartan room to say the least. Tiled floor with two bunked beds on one side and one bunk bed on the other. All...

The Reunion. I could hear “Taxi” by Harry Chapin playing on the DJ’s sound system as I opened the double doors to the banquet room. I...

The Little League Field. It was the pride of our little community. The best little league stadium and field in the state. Hundreds of...

Short Story: The Apartment. I arrived late that evening. I knocked on the door and I politely left my shoes outside next to theirs....