Posts by Keith Mark

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK A Perfect Dream This is a continuation from An Old Hunting Story” parts one and two followed by “John’s Farm” and “John Goes Home for Thanksgiving”. I recommend you read those stories first! It was one of those fall-summer days that the old-timers like to talk about.  The calendar says it’s fall, but the weather…

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK John Goes Home for Thanksgiving This is a continuation of “John’s Farm” & An Old Hunting Story” parts one and two. I recommend you read those two stories first! Finally, Thanksgiving had arrived.  It was a beautiful, unseasonably warm November day in Wheat Creek.  My wife, Jeanne, with the help of…

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK John’s Farm This is a continuation of “An Old Hunting Story” parts one and two. I recommend you read those two stories first! It’s been a while since I last wrote one of these “Tales From Wheat Creek” stories. I have had a few health problems, myself, that I was dealing…

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK A Great Florida Hunting Story (With a sad ending) I love the way our hunting traditions get passed down from generation to generation.  That’s how it happened in my life.  Both of my Grandfathers hunted.  My Dad and all of my Uncles hunted.  I started hunting at a very early age,…

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK An Old Hunting Story – Part 2 For an entire week, all I could think about was John and his amazing story.  When I told my wife that I wasn’t hunting the following Saturday, but instead, would be going back to the Wheat Creek Golden Age facility, she chuckled out loud. …

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK An Old Hunting Story – Part 1 As a New Year’s resolution, my wife and I decided that we would volunteer to spend a few hours a month at a local assisted living facility in our small town of Wheat Creek.  I thought it was a good idea until she said…

TALES FROM WHEAT CREEK Teach them Right It happened so fast that all I could do was act instinctively.  As I came around the corner into the dimly lit alley, I saw my partner kneeling over a teenage-looking boy, who appeared to be injured.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a hooded…