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    Tales From a One-Alley Town
    Tales From a One-Alley Town
    Tales From a One-Alley Town
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    Tales From a One-Alley Town

    By Bill Dickey

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    A collection of short stories by Bill Dickey.
    Bill Dickey was born in Belen, Mississippi in 1939. He worked in Education for most of his adult life, though not what most people would call classic education. During his employment with various agencies of the United States Government, he traveled extensively, both in the United States and abroad. He served time in the Air Force, the Army National Guard and the Coast Guard Reserve. His stories encompass a sampling of the many experiences he has had over the years as he met and made new friends wherever he went. He is a true storyteller and has had a wide audience for his stories as he traveled the world. He has come full circle, back to Belen, the one alley town.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBill Dickey
    Release dateSep 7, 2012
    ISBN9781301267835
    Tales From a One-Alley Town
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    Bill Dickey

    ill Dickey was born in Belen, Mississippi in 1939. He worked in Education for most of his adult life, though not what most people would call classic education. During his employment with various agencies of the United States Government, he traveled extensively, both in the United States and abroad. He served time in the Air Force, the Army National Guard and the Coast Guard Reserve. His stories encompass a sampling of the many experiences he has had over the years as he met and made new friends wherever he went. He is a true storyteller and has had a wide audience for his stories as he traveled the world. He has come full circle, back to Belen, the one alley town.

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      Tales From a One-Alley Town - Bill Dickey

      Tales From a One-Alley Town

      Bill Dickey

      Copyright 2012 Bill Dickey

      Smashwords Edition

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      Table of Contents

      Boats, Trailers, Trucks and Trouble

      Demons in the Dark

      Movies and Mean Zippers

      Moving Night

      Screaming Mamas, Crawling Alligators

      The Bear on the Mountain

      The Black Dog

      The Hitchhiker

      The Kid and the Red Wasp

      Transition Blues

      Walking the Dog

      Walter

      About the Author

      BOATS, TRAILERS, TRUCKS AND TROUBLE

      I was sitting on a rock, watching endless waves dash themselves into a fine spray on the rocks at my feet. It was one of those glorious days that can occur only in Southeast Alaska. All the elements of nature came together to create a perfect composition, a natural symphony that made one feel good just being there and being part of it all. It was late September, temperature somewhere in the fifties. The air was so clear, details so sharply etched they almost hurt the eye. The sky was a brilliant, deep, vibrant blue, with no trace of clouds anywhere within sight. The water of the great Pacific Ocean was a blue-green mass of seething motion, large waves that had marched across endless miles to shatter themselves on the rocks at my feet, spreading a veritable rainbow of colors through the air around me. Behind me, a bright green carpet of pine and spruce spread itself up the side of the mountains, capped with the shimmering white of the permanent glaciers on the peaks, with a sprinkle of the first snow of the season fringing the evergreens below the peaks.

      The tranquility of the moment was abruptly shattered by a clatter of sliding gravel, rattling metal and squealing brakes. It was my best friend, known by one and all as Killer. Somehow, it did not surprise me very much, because when a wife, three kids and the duties of the job gave me a rare moment of solitude, I could always count on Killer to show up. He usually showed up in the rolling salvage yard refuse he laughingly called his pick-up truck. It had started life as a Datsun but, through the years, had evolved into a rolling junkyard. It had so many loose parts and flapping fenders that it was considered one of the great wonders of the world when it actually pulled itself together and motivated itself down the road.

      Of course, it did not have many roads to motivate on. We lived on Japonski Island, about two miles long and maybe three-fourths of a mile wide. Across the channel, maybe a half mile or so, was the big city of Sitka, population seven thousand plus a few, with about twenty miles of roads, give or take a dirt road or two. Access to the area was by either boat or plane, with no exceptions. Therefore, it was a rare individual living there who did not own a boat of some kind. There were big ones, little ones and all in between. After much study and analysis of the situation, I came to the conclusion that the only thing better than owning a boat was to have a very good friend who owned a boat. Killer did. Which was why he so rudely and crudely invaded my solitude on that quiet Saturday morning.

      Yo, Bill! yelled Killer. What are you doing this morning? Anything?

      Why do you ask? I replied, knowing that something was about to happen to destroy all that feel-good feeling I had been enjoying.

      I am gonna pull my boat this morning. Want to help me? Pulling a boat out of the water was not one of the things I had planned for the day but, given the situation, there was no alternative but to go along with Killer and help pull his boat out of the water.

      All you gotta do is drop me off at the dock, then drive the truck and trailer down to the ramp. I’ll drive the boat down there and run it up on the trailer.

      This immediately made me start having second and third thoughts about getting into Killer’s truck, because each and every time Killer told me All you gotta do… I invariable found myself up to my neck in some kind of difficulty, usually one that I failed to see any humor in until long after the event. But, having nothing better to do at the time, I agreed to help Killer pull his boat out of the water. We banged and clanged across the bridge, down the road to the dock area, where Killer stopped the truck.

      You drive on down and turn around, and I’ll meet you back at the ramp in a few minutes, said Killer.

      Things went okay as I drove down to the parking lot at the end of the road, turned around, and started back past the dock. I was driving

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