Seasons
Our Town – December 1, 2016
The Soupster hears about seasonal remedies.
Read MoreOur Town – September 22, 2016
The Soupster gets Saturated.
Read MoreOur Town – April 7, 2016
The Soupster inspires a flurry of activity before a dinner date.
Read MoreOur Town – March 12, 2015
A dreaming Soupster is egg-faced.
Read MoreOur Town – September 11, 2014
The Soupster helps rename Autumn.
Read MoreOur Town – May 22, 2014
The Soupster is Inspired by Spring.
Read MoreOur Town – November 7, 2013
The Soupster hunkers down.
Read MoreOur Town – August 15, 2013
The Soupster celebrates Sitka weather.
Read MoreOur Town – June 20, 2013
The Soupster savors local botany.
Read MoreOur Town – June 14, 2012
“Dear Great Uncle Arthur,” wrote the Soupster. “I hope this letter finds you in the best of health.” The Soupster stopped writing. Great Uncle Arthur was always complaining about his aches and pains. He might take the bland greeting as minimizing his suffering or, worse yet, sarcasm. The Soupster scratched out the previous line and…
Read MoreOur Town – May 3, 2012
“Coffee delivery,” the Soupster announced, as he approached the four men sitting and standing outside Giant Gene’s auto shop. Indeed, he carried a cardboard holder with four paper cups. “You’re a good man,” Giant Gene told the Soupster, taking the holder and distributing the cups. Charlie, also called Red, raised his in salute. Billy, called…
Read MoreOur Town – February 23, 2012
At the hardware store at closing time to buy a paintbrush, the Soupster said the same thing he always said when he ran into the local vampire, “Hey, Ed, drinking that fish blood still working for you?” “Fine,” said Edward, who was not hearing the question for the first time. “Hey Soupster,” he countered, “you…
Read MoreOur Town – November 17, 2011
“Ugh,” said Jeanne, a schoolteacher friend, as she plopped into the passenger seat of the Soupster’s car. “You hear the weather report?” she asked, as the Soupster pulled out and made for the airport. “I’ve got plenty of time,” Jeanne continued. “Oh, ugh, my keys and my tickets,” she said, rifling through her purse. “No,…
Read MoreOur Town – November 3, 2011
“When was the last time you saw the Northern Lights over Our Town?” the Soupster asked his friend Rudy, as the two men reclined on the porch at the back of Rudy’s house. Rudy was a high school science teacher and an observant man, and the Soupster valued his opinion. “Seems to me like a…
Read MoreOur Town – July 28, 2011
It seemed like slow motion to the Soupster watching Red bearing right down on him, then the larger man knocked the Soupster to the ground.
“Whoa, sorry there,” Red said. “I’m running on all gears like a headless chicken.”
“Summer is the busy time in Our Town,” the Soupster commiserated. “Why else would Alaskans take their vacations in the winter?”
Red nodded. “I work May through September and take the rest of the year off,” he said.
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