The Weekly Curmudgeon

The Seduction Mary and her rescuer were soon pulled from the swirling waters and back up on to the gangway where her partner John anxiously awaited. Despite her near drowning the two of them were both relieved to be aboard the freighter and ready for their mission to commence. The Chris Craft which should have [...]

The Rescue John and Mary (their covert names) had little choice but to accept the help of the black clad stranger beckoning them from the aft of the Chris Craft. Were there any intention of real harm from this person then it would have been simply a matter of abandoning them to the elements. Instead [...]

Dark Passage The dingy was nearly swamped by the time they came within reach of the Chris Craft. The pelting rain had changed into a merciless sleet as the wind began to whistle the tune of an impending gale. Because both needed to appear as novice boaters to the Russian crew of the freighter neither [...]

The afternoon beside the lake had been as pleasant as any couple could expect in the latter part of April. Many times in years past they had ventured out onto the thinning ice daring each other in the recklessness of youth to see who would turn back first. The winter had been mild this season [...]

Work Day Seymour Readmour surmised a working relationship between the two city workers as they tackled the task before them. The older of the two by reason of his attitude was the other’s supervisor and it was clear he was intending to demonstrate the proper procedure for executing what it was they were about to [...]

The Reader. The Boss man followed Sweeny and Oly over to the sight of their most recent debacle in his Dad’s classic 52 Chevy half ton. The Boss man’s Dad always claimed that while a Ford might get you to the site sooner, if you wanted to get the job done than a Chevy was [...]

The Repair Oly was relieved to find another 48 Ford even though there was no guarantee it would still have the part he needed or that its owner would let him have the part. Sweeny though assured him they already had permission to strip whatever part he needed so they should get to it before [...]

The Spring Sweeny was at last able to mail off drawings so that he was now free to track down the clutch spring. Oly in the meantime was waiting to hear the rest of the punchbowl story, yet Sweeny wasn’t saying anything. As they rounded he curve just the past Seagull, Oly began to suspect [...]

Sweeny and Oly were on their way to find the clutch spring when Sweeny remembered he needed to drop something off at the post office. An associate of his was designing a set for some summer theatre alongside the banks of the Wabash in southren Indiana. He should of mailed the plans yesterday but in [...]