Wayne Gray
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Glad you’re enjoying the dip back in Silverwolf, Thorn. 😊 Russell has a story and an audience... he’s definitely gonna cause trouble! And who is this Ursula lady anyhow? Thanks for commenting!
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The wolf got Daniel in trouble, for sure. Jed can’t be around all the time, but he did come through for his dad this time. Franklin is loving life right now. Ah, Russell. 😋 Thanks for commenting!
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Hah! Well, I’m glad you enjoyed the chapter. There’s definitely a full moon on the rise. Thanks for commenting, rick!
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Friday, April 12th (First Quarter-Moon) Franklin panicked a little. 'How can he tell what I'm feeling? Is it on my face or something?' Franklin chuckled uncomfortably. "Look, love's a really strong word." He tried to make light of how his stomach fluttered when either Wolfgang or Jed looked at him or said his name. He wasn't sure what to call how he felt, but he knew it couldn't be love. He'd just had sex once with them. 'I can't possibly be in love.' Franklin was a jumbled mess of e
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Thank you, Mike. I actually sort of look forward to the questions should they come. We have talked, and I appreciate that. Thanks for your perspective, and for your and tim's example.
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Thanks, Thorn. This one... yes. This one hurts.
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Don't be sad. We'll see him again. 😉
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Thank you for reading, appreciating, and for writing.
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Hello. Thank you for writing. I work for a system of primary health care clinics. We have had a couple of patients come though our doors with these tumors. Their situations put the condition on my radar, and with my background in healthcare, and access to various providers, I had my research tools built in to write this book. I'm glad you find the story cathartic. It was inspired by a man with terminal prostate cancer. He only had concern for those he would leave behind, and I wrote this to honor him.
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This one has grabbed me. I've heard it many times, but there are still moments in this song that I scream along to.
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Well, that pretty much nails it, molly. All of those, yes. Thank you for commenting! 🙂
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Thanks, Parker. I was inspired, and I wanted to share it. 🙂
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Hey, Tony. Thank you. 🙂 Home is definitely rooted in Bluegrass. This one... well, this one goes out to a California man.
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Push, twist, pull it seem so simple
Wayne Gray commented on rickproehl's blog entry in rick thoughts
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Bright as the sun he shines down, warm like a lover's chest. Laughter sparkles in his wake, I love him at his best. A cloud comes to shadow him, my friend he tries to hide. Push away, he hopes to spare, me from the drowning tide. I can't make the sun appear, but I don't fear the rain. I'll be here while storms rage, to love him through the pain. We'll see the sun again.
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Terrified of how it feels, of this new, soulful song. It is that which captured me, but I'll pay if I'm wrong. A terrible thing you've done, I can't forget your face. Your dark brown eyes, sweet full lips, my heart a manic pace. In my mind the memory, your smell, tough hands and skin. I just need you back with me, to kiss your lips again. Exalt what they call sin.
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Thank you, Def. I appreciate your comment, and that you read the poem. It's funny... I've been alive 44 years, and only spent 17 of them in Kentucky. But, the place owns my heart. I think it will, forever.
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It's a good idea, actually. And it could be a new story-line entirely, or it could be someone who is trying to escape that guilt by hiding in a certain Campground. Thanks for the comment, Bryan.
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It has been so hard for me to avoid pestering you about the next chapter. So I'm glad to hear this. 😄
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Thank you, tim. It is slow going. I don't hold much hope for ever seeing the result of progress. But, knowing that it's happening for others after me, that fewer will suffer what we did, that helps. I too don't understand how people can reject the ones they're they're supposed to love, protect, and cherish. I don't get it. Maybe it's good that we don't understand.
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There's a longing that I know I will never be able to express. Not really. It's just so powerful, and deep, and sad. But I will try. Thanks, Parker. I'm glad you liked the poem.
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Thank you, AC. I think you’re right. Though, Kentucky moves at a glacial pace as it concerns social issues. I have hope... for the next generation. Thanks for convincing me to put the words on the page.
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Thanks, Mike. You’re right, we did. I appreciate that tim and you took the time to talk with me over that sad time. It’s a hard thing. To be so close to my family, and a part of their world only to have that connection severed. It’s something I don’t wish on anyone. It’s one reason I write - to show young people examples of loving families who accept their kin. Thanks, again.
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Thank you for the comment, Mac. That really sums up how I feel about Kentucky. I'm glad you liked it.
