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The Pimple Fairy

            It was the fall of 1974 and I was 19-years-old at the time. It was during that perplexing time in life when I was not quite a man and not a boy either. Late one night about 1 o’clock in the morning I had just gone to bed. I wasn’t asleep yet, but all was quiet in the house and the lights…

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Today Is The Only Day We Can Ever Count On

             Now let’s be honest here. How many of us started working at our perfect job on the first job we ever had? I don’t see too many hands raised there. Next question. How many of us, after working in a few jobs, found our perfect job and spend the rest of our working lives blissfully unaware…

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A Walk Through Fire

             I saw a picture recently of an old bridge that was made out of concrete and steel. There’s no telling how many cars have been driven over that bridge over the years. Even the best engineered bridges will weaken over time. The stress applied to the bridge by movement, wind, rain, cold, h…

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The Chain

            When I was a freshman in high school, we were required to take a semester of “health” classes. Some of the topics included how our bodies work, sex education, diseases, and a full six-weeks of anti-drug classes with films and so forth to reinforce the ill-effects of taking either illegal…

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Ditto!

              In the book of Genesis there’s a story told that explains why the people of the world speak different languages. The story can be found in Chapter 11: 1-9. I won’t got into the story because that’s not the point of this blog entry. I will only say that very suddenly people who had all …

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A Red-Headed Stranger

            I was looking at guitars in a Parker Music store in the summer of 1974. It was a low point in my young life. It shouldn’t have been such and it was really my own fault. Nobody else to blame. Now, it wasn’t like I was destitute or strung out on drugs or something like that. It was simply …

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Christmas Eve

             Here it is Christmas Eve again. This is my 63rd Christmas Eve, but I honestly don’t remember half of those. The ones that I do remember were mostly very special and hold fond memories. Especially those spent with family members now passed. When I was growing up, Christmas Ev…

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The Tree Top Angel

 

 

 

 

 

The Tree Top Angel

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James R. Stout

 

      It was a magical Christmas. Of course, every Christmas is magical when seen through the eyes of a 6 year-old child. The year was 1952 and a hard year it was for my family. My father spent the year in Korea. He would return to us b…

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The Old Folks

            The first person that I remember living in one was my Great-Grandmother Parker. She was my Grandfather’s mother. The place she lived? Well, the proper term at the time was “Nursing Home”. But that’s not the term we used. No, we called it “The Old Folks Home”. I have memories of my Great-…

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The Year Mr. Sparky Played Santa Claus

          It was December of 1958. I actually have some pretty clear memories of that Christmas despite being very young. I remember our house being decorated (Mom’s Gumdrop Christmas Tree comes to mind) and I remember knowing we were poor, but very happy. This particular Christmas was a very hard o…

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A Night To Remember: The Annie Moses Band

             In mid-October of this year my brother-in-law Charlie called me and asked if I would be interested in going with him to see a group in concert in December. I must confess that I had never heard of the group before. They are “The Annie Moses Band”. As a singer-songwriter myself, Charlie …

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The Well

            My grandparents got married in 1921. Their wedding gift (my mother called it a bribe) from my grandfather’s parents was a piece of land that was part of my great-grandparent’s farm. It would be quite a gift by today’s standards and to tell the truth it was quite a gift by those days’ sta…

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The Tall Doll

This story begins with the Christmas of 1961. I was 6, my sister Barbara was 12, and my sister Debbie was 9. The story really has nothing to do with that Christmas and we only start with it because it is, well, the beginning of the tale of “The Tall Doll”. The Tall Doll was one of Debbie’s Christmas…

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The Monkees: What Were They Doing Hanging Round?

If there was ever a living breathing real-life example of a "catch-22", then it was The Monkees. Think about it for a minute or at least let me think about it for a minute and share my thoughts with you. The Monkees would never have existed without their television series. Yet, the television series…

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All Quiet On The Website Front

I have no idea if anybody is reading these posts. Although there is an easy way for someone to comment, nobody has done so today. So, I'm just going to assume that somebody out there is reading this. Sort of like a DJ on a small radio station in Botswalla, Texas who keeps talking assuming somebody i…

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Friday December 7, 2018

Today is my first day in nearly 10 years that I'm not tethered to Facebook or any other social media. I must tell you that it feels good. I seem to have more energy and more enthusiasm towards getting other things done. I sure don't miss the notifications on my cell phone. Those became very annoying…

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It's Done!

I have officially deleted my Facebook account. Well, actually it says that it won't be deleted for real for 30 days. They want to give you a chance to come back during that time. Not gonna happen. Just to show you how much time is wasted on social media sites such as Facebook, I downloaded everythin…

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A Thanksgiving Story by James R. Stout

     When I was in my mid-20’s I worked for a major bus line. There were really only two such companies in America at that time. I had graduated from college 3 years earlier and my job was to travel from town to town to the major hubs and oversee marketing and advertising in the hubs. It wasn’t exac…

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December 5, 2018 - Update

I thought perhaps a short preview of some things to come here on jamesrstout.com would be in order. I suppose it's the perfectionist in me (others who know me might say I'm obsessive compulsive, but hey . . .), but I'm going to number these things for you. 

1. I will be posting a short story tha…

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Anti-Social Media

Dear Reader,

After much thought and consideration I have decided to remove myself from the "social media" circus. Essentially, I'm talking about Facebook. There are several reasons for this decision. First, things have gotten so political. While I definitely believe in voting and taking a stand f…

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