Bill York

Are you lonesome tonight? You keep coming back like a song, I’m making believe, “Laughing on the Outside”, “If I Loved You”, “That’s My Desire”, “My Buddy”….”As Time Goes By”….”That Old Black Magic”, “A Sleepy Lagoon”, “Beautiful Dreamer”, “Besame Mucho”, “Among My Souvenirs”, “Happy Days” and “Lonely Nights”, “Tennessee Waltz”, “Mexicali Rose”, “I Walk Alone”, “Mexicali Rose”, “Amor”, “Red River Valley”.

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Bill York

It’s morning on a remote river, fog low to the water. My canoe is repacked with maybe fifteen miles paddling downriver before dusk. I check the map and mark a few rapids that will require study before shooting. I push my canoe into the dark water. A chill is in the air.

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Bill York

At age 10, I delivered papers every morning. I kept one paper to read. I wanted to be a reporter and write for a newspaper.

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Bill York

It all started on my grandfather’s farm when I was 10 years old, during the Great Depression. When my chores were done, I dug some worms, got my cane pole and headed for the old mine pond.

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Bill York

It would be refreshing to have a political campaign devoid of contentious mudslinging between candidates for office.

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Bill York

My wife loves garage sales. Last week she found some old CDs, soft music that brought back fond memories.

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