Archive | January 2015

Fixing the Electrical Box

Fixing the Electrical BoxBy, Nan Claire Falkner

Alan was working on the air conditioner located in the attic. He had taken the fuses out of the box to turn off electricity to the house.

Martha had been shopping and came home early. She decided to throw a load of laundry into the washer in the laundry room. As she screwed the fuse into the box, she heard a huge crash upstairs followed by a string of curse words that would make a sailor blush. She turned off the washing machine picked up her purse and keys and sped to the store.

At least she hadn’t killed him.

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This entry was posted on January 28, 2015. 59 Comments

George Washington Crossing the Delaware

1 - Boat By, Nan Claire Falkner His Excellency’s boat was dry docked for the winter. Each year several men heaved the Durham boat on shore to protect the integrity of the hull. Barnacles damaged the flat bottom boat and each spring proper repairs had been made to allow it to once again float. On the night of the crossing of General Washington, the boat was lifted and set quietly into the water. As the soldiers boarded they put the oars in the Delaware River and thus made it possible for the Continental Army to win at Trenton helping the Revolutionary War at a crucial time.   2 - Washington 3 - Flag

Figure 1: George Washington Crossing the Delaware

Figure 2: original Continental Flag

Emanuel Leutze, 1851 Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City Elisha Bostwick was a soldier in the Continental Army. In his memoirs he wrote that they had to pound on the bottoms of the boats to break up the ice so they would stay afloat while crossing the river. He stated that the much needed win at Trenton convinced him to re-enlist along with several of his friends.

This entry was posted on January 24, 2015. 53 Comments

Ingredients for Love

Ingredients for LoveBy, Nan Claire Falkner

He ran into her at the local grocery store and she took his breath away. She had dark brown eyes with hair to match and rosy cheeks. He had accidentally backed his cart into hers and suddenly they were both laughing.

Looking in her cart, she had fresh vegetables, diet cola and baked chicken. She was checking out his purchases at the same time – frozen pizza, beer, cheese, Oreos and a box of Captain Crunch. Their eyes met. She couldn’t have looked away if she had wanted to.

Every year on their anniversary, they had dinner with those same ingredients.

This entry was posted on January 18, 2015. 32 Comments

Directions

Directions

By, Nan Claire Falkner

On route to the wedding, Marge was looking through her messy purse for the invitation. “What was the address Harry?”

“Don’t know, lovey.” He shrugged the question off without his thought process ever touching base with any intelligent conscious grey matter. “We’ve been there before.” Harry added.

“But, that was for her Christening 25 years ago.”

Looking at the broken clock on the dashboard, Harry asked “What time does it start?”

“4 o’clock.” Marge said almost convincing herself she was correct.

Looking toward the floor mat, she spotted the missing invitation.

“Harry, its next weekend and, it’s at twelve noon.

This entry was posted on January 10, 2015. 15 Comments