Entries by Jeffrey Ton

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The Donut Hole

Snow gently falling – Check Deer feeding at the feeders – Check Squirrels frolicking in the snow – Check Christmas music on the stereo – Check Ingredients at the ready – Check Donut Man Apron donned – Check 100 Year Old Donut Machine pre-heated – Check Wait…something is missing. There is an empty stool this […]

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My Mother was a Jesus Freak!

My mother was a closet Jesus Freak! Who knew!??! Do you remember that group of hippies in the early seventies? OK, if you are too young to remember the early 70’s, look it up! Instead of sex, drugs and rock ‘n roll, they were all about Jesus, God and rock ‘n roll. My mom had […]

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How Arlo Guthrie Saved My Life

It all started on Thanksgiving day,  a long, long time ago, in a beat up station wagon, somewhere on Interstate 65 and State Road 46 between Indianapolis and Nashville (Nashville, Indiana that is). My first wife, our two kids and I were heading to her mom’s place for Thanksgiving. The drive was going, well, it […]

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The Curse of the Black Walnut

Pop!  In the distance the muted sound of a single gun shot. I crouched low, waiting.  Pop!  Pop-pop!  Pop-pop-pop-pop!  In the dark corner of the alley way, I could not be sure of the direction of the gun fire. It was obvious the fight was escalating.  The sound echoed, it was difficult to tell how […]