Category Archives: Personal Stories

Big River: Welcome To The Circus

Posted on December 16, 2011 by Terry Taylor

Recently it has come to my attention that one of Big River’s fellow tenants called us “circus people.” Granted, this comment was heard by one of our “circus” people while sitting in a restroom stall playing games on an iPhone, … Continue reading →

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Blue Lights

Posted on December 2, 2011 by Terry Taylor

On my way home from the grocery store, after I called my son to excitedly tell him about the new donut shop that just opened next to the pharmacy, I caught site of the man beside the road. He was … Continue reading →

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The Cowpigdeerturducken Thanksgiving Parade Dream

Posted on November 30, 2011 by Terry Taylor

I have strange dreams around holidays. The one about Santa and a family of elf zombies kept me freaked for days. The pumpkins and nuns dream still bothers me on Halloween. My most recent dream fits today’s holiday if you … Continue reading →

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Dead End

Posted on October 6, 2011 by Terry Taylor

When you drive past a “Dead End” road sign on your way to the end of a peninsula, things can only get more interesting. Off to the left, in the middle of the ocean, a huge white home sits on … Continue reading →

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How I Came To Big River And Other Lies

Posted on September 9, 2011 by Terry Taylor

The story has many versions. One of them has me showing up at Big River ten years ago with hair down to my ass, driving a red convertible with a six-pack and two strippers. That’s not true, no matter how … Continue reading →

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Murder Creek, Alabama

Posted on August 19, 2011 by Terry Taylor

I heard his story as a young boy growing up in South Alabama. The names were different, except for Murder Creek, which despite its name, is a good place to canoe. Long before he got killed, Lemuel Pitsimons was a … Continue reading →

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Under A Big Old Bay Tree

Posted on August 17, 2011 by Terry Taylor

I am standing under a Magnolia tree (or bay tree as my grandmother called it) in humidity so thick I can taste it. Its trunk – thicker than a 50-gallon drum – pushes up into twisted, low branches holding hand-sized … Continue reading →

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Dudeist Priest

Posted on August 10, 2011 by Terry Taylor

Being a Dudeist Priest, with an official license recognized in some states, means I can now perform marriages and funerals and such, not that I have an extreme urge to do either, but if someone is in need of a … Continue reading →

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Son Of A Beach

Posted on August 5, 2011 by Terry Taylor

Beaches do to me what chocolate does to some people. Months can pass before I need chocolate. I went a year once. I cannot, however, do without a beach for that long. The smell of coconut oil and spawning fish in … Continue reading →

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The Horns of Texas are Upon You

Posted on July 29, 2011 by Terry Taylor

When you go to Texas, you begin to notice things. Like horns, for instance. Longhorns are the first set of horns you’ll see. Big, husky cows carry them around on their heads, as do burnt orange-clad football players in Austin. … Continue reading →

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