Mark Posey

The Mallard Malady

I have a pretty good memory. At least, I think I do. I suppose I’ll never know for sure since, if I’ve forgotten something, I wouldn’t actually be aware that I don’t remember it. But, other people have expressed surprise at the things that I remember. I remember the names of guys I used to […]

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A Clean Sweep

When I was in grade school, I was deeply into wild animals, especially the big cats. Tigers, lions, jaguars, leopards, and cheetahs. In Grade Nine, I even got it into my head that when I grew up, I would start a zoo with an eye toward breeding and releasing the cats into the wild to

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It Doesn’t Matter

One night, a few years ago, we were all cleaning up after supper one night. Being the cook, I got to just sit and watch all of this unfold. Tracy was making the kids’ school lunches along with Matthew. Kate was washing dishes and Terry was drying. All three kids were teenagers complete with raging

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