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THIS TALE WAGS ITSELF

By bardofthewoods June 14, 2015 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry Alas, everyone who ever went as far as the fourth grade is familiar with the work of Mark Twain. And everyone who grew up in small town America can relate at least a little to that of which what he wrote. Twain himself grew up in a small town on a […]

Every Summer Was A Circus

By bardofthewoods May 23, 2015 1 Comment

BY DON KENTON HENRY        I grew up in the most magical of places a boy could hope to. A place where every summer day was a circus. And when I was not watching in wondrous amazement . . . I was performing. The place was Peru, Indiana and my home at 333 Sycamore […]

LET THE LEAVES BE POETRY

By bardofthewoods May 22, 2015 1 Comment

By Don Kenton Henry   You were a beauty rare I was a man with dearth of words A paucity of poetry I claimed I cursed my thoughts should go unheard You, lover of song and mirth ― how could you have cared For I without a worthy tribute   O what I’d given to […]

2014 in review

By bardofthewoods December 31, 2014 Leave a comment

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,600 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 27 trips to carry that many people. Click here to see the […]

A JIM BEAM CHRISTMAS

By bardofthewoods December 14, 2014 2 Comments

By Don Kenton Henry     King had a soft mouth. That’s what my dad always said. King was dad’s prize, field-bred and accomplished, orange and white Brittany Spaniel. A “soft mouth” is a bird hunter’s parlance for a dog that will retrieve without ruffling a feather or bruising an already damaged quarry. This, and […]

BRANDED

By bardofthewoods October 22, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry      Now I’m not saying he was fat, but in a day before “morbidly obese became the new slim” … Well … let’s just say “Woody” was chubby. We could also say he never met a piece of apple pie―or any kind of pie for that matter―he didn’t like. And he […]

Like Frost On A Window

By bardofthewoods September 10, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry Your heart is a stone Cold as one in a hearth whose fire has gone out Long since Your eyes have become as dark and frosted as the window in which I sit In a home as empty as your conscience   Echoed laughter from these walls I try to forget […]

Detective Bonham Cartwright’s Albatross

By bardofthewoods August 27, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry      His life had always been about structure. It is what made Bonham Cartwright so successful in academics, graduating at the top of his class in the undergraduate Criminal Justice program at Texas A&M, then with honors from Boston University with a Masters in Biomedical Forensic Science. And structure was what […]

Trap Door To The Booby Hatch: Part III

By bardofthewoods July 30, 2014 Leave a comment

By Don Kenton Henry In Part II, we left off with: {“Your mother did sign commitment papers but, initially, only for observation. You presented acute psychiatric symptoms warranting emergency hospitalization in our Extended Observation Unit. The next 72 hours will be a period of stabilization and evaluation. At the end of that time, if our […]

Of Tattoos, Bazooka Gum and Lessons Learned

By bardofthewoods July 10, 2014 2 Comments

By Don Kenton Henry Thank you all for your participation. You (at least some) unwittingly participated in a social experiment of the type recently perpetrated on all of us by this very entity to which we subscribe. I.e., Facebook. In case you were not informed, Facebook recently published posts on our pages intentionally designed to […]