Tag: education
member name: Ron Jenkins
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July 17, 2007 01:54 PM EDT --
I rode in the passenger seat of the Vette, the big boxes balanced on my lap and stacked high enough to block my view out the windshield. The cars weren't made for carrying anything more than two people. . . .
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March 13, 2008 08:30 PM EDT --
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I never knew the reason the school bus driver wouldn't drive the half-mile of paved road to pick us up for the three-mile drive to the small schoolhouse. To this . . .
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July 16, 2007 04:27 PM EDT --
"Maybe we should go to the cops," I said to Breedlove who carefully put the contents of the envelope back inside.
He didn't look up, but responded matter of factly.
"Yeah, sure, the . . .
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July 13, 2007 11:26 PM EDT --
I parked my Pontiac in front of the address for Breedlove Detective Agency. On the torn seat was the shoebox. I figured I'd take the evidence with me. I double checked the address, thinking I must . . .
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August 12, 2007 02:37 AM EDT --
Before we made the big move to Clear Creek, my mother raised chickens back on the "farm," as we called it, and we had upwards of five-hundred of them running around. Bantams, White Leg Horns, . . .
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July 16, 2007 12:12 AM EDT --
The Vette screeched to a stop in front of the massage parlor. I clutched the plastic wrapped manila envelope to my chest, anxious to expose the contents, and ease my mind about Lupe'. Breedlove . . .
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July 16, 2007 10:18 PM EDT --
Breedlove must have been in the store for an hour. I spent the time sitting in the grass underneath the big Harley sign remembering Lupe'. It also helped to take my mind off the cigarette burn . . .
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July 20, 2007 02:42 PM EDT --
I strapped the used ukelele over my shoulder and drifted into the crowd. My eyes searched for any signs of Breedlove. I passed tents offering tattoos, vendors at wooden stands hawking belt buckles, and . . .
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