CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

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April 28, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

My grandchildren were somewhere in the overhead tubes at the Great Wolf Water Park in the Poconos of Pennsylvania when I took advantage of an opportunity to have a beer. My first bride was shepherding our grandbeauties through a gushing, twisting thrill-ride, one that I had opted out of: too … Read More

Showers, Flowers and Poetry

April 21, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

There is a rhyme with which most of us are familiar: “April showers bring May flowers.” In a cursory search for the origins of this rhyme, I found a website called “Feelings and Flowers” that discussed the origin; the author, Ken Bolt, made a case for Thomas Tusser’s collection of … Read More

Talking to the Young Trying to Understand

April 14, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

“Mother, mother/ there’s too many of you crying…” —Marvin Gaye, “What’s Going On.” On a young day in April, I spoke to a young lady, who asked me to tell her of my experience as a family member of someone in the Armed Forces. She is a student, studying Fine … Read More

All Dogs Go to Heaven

April 7, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

“I have some bad news about one of your animals.” I saw my Land People working on the front manse, preparing it for a new tenant, and I wanted to expedite the delivery of my own duty. When I approached them, The Lord of the Land was burnishing a light … Read More

April 1968

March 31, 2016 | by CJ Woods III

“I stand here ironing, and what you asked me moves tormented back and forth with the iron.” — Tillie Olsen; “I Stand Here Ironing.” I was standing at an ironing board, pressing the white smock I wore as an attendant at a psychiatric institution when my friends Gina and “Byrd” … Read More