CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Pothole Madness

March 6, 2014 | by CJ Woods III

Winter has stomped great holes into the streets of the Indianapolis metropolitan area, and though the city is trying to patch the pots, the weather has not cooperated. Snow, cold, warmth and freezing have wreaked havoc on the asphalt jungle. Contraction, expansion, cracking and collapse and pothole madness is upon … Read More

The Collector

February 27, 2014 | by CJ Woods III

When I was young, there was a man who regularly visited my mother’s house. I remember hearing his labored ascent of the steps to our door. He was a large man, who overtaxed the sofa my mother was buying on credit. I don’t know how long my mother had an … Read More

Hugs

February 20, 2014 | by CJ Woods III

I did something for someone and she showed her appreciation by giving me a hug. We stood together in this friendly embrace for some moments, hugging, rocking slightly, until she said, “No one likes to give up on a hug.” I grew up in a hugless home, where being held … Read More

Politically Decent

February 13, 2014 | by CJ Woods III

At a gathering in his home, a man I know made an inquiry about a woman I know; after a brief hesitation, he murmured that his comment might not be “politically correct,” then referred to the woman by using a pejorative term. I chuckled in what I hoped was a … Read More

Nuclear

February 6, 2014 | by CJ Woods III

I read a recent article that reported that an Indiana state senator had introduced a bill to encourage utilities to develop sources of nuclear energy, and I thought, “Yee-ha: here come the locusts.” I flashed back to the early 80s, and my own “year of living nuclear.” I was a … Read More