CJ Woods III’s Story Archive

Draft Dodger

August 30, 2018 | by CJ Woods III

My daughter quietly said to me once, “I’m glad you didn’t have to go.” I don’t remember the conversation that generated that comment, but she was glad that I did not have to go to war in Vietnam. I think of her sentiment when I hear the term “draft dodger” … Read More

Orange Cat Pencil

August 23, 2018 | by CJ Woods III

“I’m going to give you three words,” said the nurse practitioner, “and then we’re going to talk about some other things.” My United Healthcare “House Calls” visit had been well under way when Elaine gave me the start to the dreaded memory test. Lately, words have been escaping the corral; … Read More

I Am Not Who I Think I Am

August 16, 2018 | by CJ Woods III

In the tasting room of my favorite cidery, I like to sit in a particular place. When I enter the room, I immediately head for a corner where the L-shaped bar meets a wall. I think of this corner as “my place,” and I am greeted and treated well by … Read More

The Beast Within

August 9, 2018 | by CJ Woods III

“Are you sure?” My daughter’s response to my offer of help was typical of the way in which she responds to any gratuitous offer of help from me: She questioned whether I was sure that I wanted to do what I had told her that I would do. I ran … Read More

Tuesdays With Myah

August 2, 2018 | by CJ Woods III

When I attended my 25th high school reunion, the reunion committee had organized, among other festivities, a banquet and boat ride. As I danced the night away on the boat ride, I remember thinking that I had attended high school with some really old people. At the banquet, awards were … Read More