Nonagenarian – Bill York

Two deer were crossing a section of an open field behind our house. There is a small valley a few hundred feet away where deer hang out and bed down at night.

With summer almost here I had begun to sense the need for revitalization to erase the moodiness that was occurring too often; to evade current reality that depresses my spirit; spend some time in the wilderness, meditating on my  life.   

He was a hard worker, rugged outdoorsman, hunter, angler, golfer, 11 years younger than me, a cousin.  I gave him a bicycle and a 22 Marlin rifle when I enlisted in the navy in 1943 at age 17. 

This photo was taken with a 2015 Moultrie”A-5″ Gen 2 Trail Camera near Dacula, Georgia. It is a sensor camera that automatically shoots a picture when

I know some people with problems, trouble that could have been avoided using common sense. ‘Consider the consequences’ is one of the most significant messages in the English language.

With home invasions occurring on an unprecedented scale, people are buying more hand guns than ever before, particularly females who feel vulnerable.

Every morning when we open the blinds, my wife and I are spellbound; they are always there, hummingbirds, charcoal, mauve and emerald colors, levitating, maneuvering for space on the feeders then zipping away, to reappear, performing aerial ballets.

I wasn’t looking for anyone. I avoided meeting women. I had ended my eighth year as a single parent with custody of four teenagers. One was now married and another was in the navy.

Suffering from intense heat this summer I recall the Arctic Express slamming the South last year. I was with Lilburn Police Sgt. Tim Haxton patrolling at night, checking out businesses, looking for thieves, sledge-hammering doors and determined copper collectors.