A vaccination I had in 1976 might have done the trick

Angel of Death forcing a minion into prying open a fated person’s door

(Updates provided at the end of the article, the latest being Sept. 2021)

I remember the day vividly, a hot autumn day in 1976, when my father and I entered the cafeteria of the lone public school in our Missouri town of 520 people, a K-12 school where I’d graduated…

I have never responded to a post like this, but could not resist this time. You will find some startling information.

1. My phone went dead while reading comments, so I went to my desktop to try to find the piece again. On Medium I searched for "Show Me Yours…

I’m Exhausted and Crabby

Sometimes I think the universe put me in a rural place and made a pandemic just so this could happen. Then I think how narcissistic and inherently dumb that thought truly is.

Then I think one man’s meat is another man’s poison.

Then I think there is no great loss…

“All Lives Matter”? You Didn’t Have to Deal with This Crap

Note: Top illustration contains a racially profane term, for providing historical context only

Years ago I asked my elderly mother about her childhood memories. She told me of being five years old,when her uncle took her to a carnival. …

How to use these strange times to propel your words

Never have we seen such widespread fear in our society.

Yet we were warned. Scientists predicted a major pandemic “someday.” We all coasted along, visiting the world easily, indulging ourselves, our bright future continuing to crawl toward us from the horizon.

These days are so different than just a few…

by Chuck Mallory

To understand, you need to know I grew up in a very small town in the 1960s. My mother was able to put me in first grade at age five (we didn’t have a kindergarten) because she had to go to work. I was scared. My older…

“Half-Pint” is Gaining a Jesus-like Iconography

The first thing that stands out from all the strip malls when I enter Springfield, Missouri, is the biggest megachurch I’ve ever seen. …

The Job I Loved and Lost

We ran outdoors at work, leaving the office politics behind and becoming our child-selves over a natural event. We were smart that day, like animals, paying attention to the pulse of the earth and leaving behind the hum of office machines and the drug in the coffeepot.

It was the…

I didn’t post this around Christmas, or on New Year’s. I don’t like a line drawn in the sand. Christmas means joy to some, despair for others. New Year’s means new resolutions for some, sadness for others who have not moved forward.

Any day is a new day. …

Chuck Mall

Asheville NC. Former writer for men's fitness mags. Author, The Owl Motel. Writer of middle-grade fiction. Chuckmall.com and @chuckmall on SM.

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