Tag: Jo Fredell Higgins

The hallway clock chimed noon. It was a tall grandfather clock that had chimed for the past 40 years down the narrow corridor. The children at the Childrens Home on Knoxville Avenue in Peoria were lined up and ready for their meals. Today it would be a vegetable soup and...

He was neither a scoundrel, nor a gentleman. Some where in between. His dress was business casual befitting his position as vice president in charge of sales for the organization. His body for all of its 50 years was lean and taunt. He insisted on the four times weekly gym...

He came from poverty. He became Someone. Whose word was his bond. If he shook your hand, it sealed the deal. No lawyers need be involved. They were not needed between gentlemen of honor. His first contract was finalized with a handshake and it stood for the ensuing decade. That...

“If love is the treasure, laughter is the key.” —Yakov Shanahan I did not recognize myself. The dust and the din of the marketplace have reduced my senses to almost oblivion. Was that only yesterday or is it today? What do I remember? How much have I forgotten? Now I...

Charles stood just like a dime store mannequin with beautiful clothing on the outside, but empty inside. Charles had perfected the print glossy, but had failed to integrate his personality to be authentic. He had inherited a considerable amount of money. Through gambling, drink, and women, he had gone through...

Thomas looked in his mirror one last time. His hair and face were freshly washed and shaven. His blue blazer and paisley tie were suitable and trendy. He stood only 5-foot-7 inches, but told everyone who would listen he was six feet tall. He was fanatic about his weekly gym...