RUTHII
The Days of '43
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These are the days of the friendship bonding between a teenage boy from the hills of eastern The times we spent together going to movies, eating in hotel dining rooms and fine restaurants, and trying to be served a frosted stein of beer were part of our adventures together. Every Sunday my city education was enhanced by attending a different church with one or both of the girls. We became attracted to a black church, mainly because of the singing of the minister’s wife. One of the girls, a runner, became friends with my landlady, and we were granted the privilege of using my room as a meeting place, so long as the room door was left open. The names of everyone in the One of the girls was blessed with a forest vision, while the other sat in a cave, out of a freezing windstorm with Arthur J during a quail hunt. The appearance of the Highway Patrol is fictitious and is used to enhance the wild mule- wagon run through the country town. Finally, the day came when, one by one, we had to move on to meet our destiny, I hope the reader will enjoy the melding of fact and fiction in this autobiographical recounting of the formative years of my life. Arthur J Sparks In the beginning there was void; Then there was Ruthii and Arthur J.
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These are the days of the friendship bonding between a teenage boy from the hills of eastern
The times we spent together going to movies, eating in hotel dining rooms and fine restaurants, and trying to be served a frosted stein of beer were part of our adventures together. Every Sunday my city education was enhanced by attending a different church with one or both of the girls. We became attracted to a black church, mainly because of the singing of the minister’s wife.
One of the girls, a runner, became friends with my landlady, and we were granted the privilege of using my room as a meeting place, so long as the room door was left open.
The names of everyone in the
One of the girls was blessed with a forest vision, while the other sat in a cave, out of a freezing windstorm with Arthur J during a quail hunt.
The appearance of the Highway Patrol is fictitious and is used to enhance the wild mule- wagon run through the country town. Finally, the day came when, one by one, we had to move on to meet our destiny, I hope the reader will enjoy the melding of fact and fiction in this autobiographical recounting of the formative years of my life.
Arthur J Sparks
About the Author
Never in my life have I had an unquenchable desire to be a professional writer of any kind of book as a vocation. However, I have been a writer all my life, of snippets about happenings to me and the people I have encountered, just for the joy of recording them, revisiting them and dusting off the files from time to time, so I could go there again. Before I left Morehead State College after one year, I did promise Mr. Rhodes and Mr. Anderson, Professors of English and my teachers in a creative writers class, that maybe someday I would write a book. After some prodding from Betty Sue and unending encouragement from two dear friends, I offer, Ruthii - The Days of ’43, as a humble fulfillment of that promise.
Arthur J Sparks