RURALITY by Eric Poor

TALE OF TWO ROADS

TALE OF TWO ROADS

BLOGS/RURALITY By Eric Poor RURALITY I live on Robbins Road in Rindge, New Hampshire. If you live on Robbins Road you have to specify which town and what state you live in, because the road also lies in Winchendon, Massachusetts. Back in the 1970’s when I built my...

GOT MICE?

GOT MICE?

RURALITY/BLOGS By Eric Poor RURALITY We had a bit of a melee in the living room of the poorhouse the other night when our cat, Dot, discovered a mouse in the house. When the hubbub was done the mouse had escaped and Dor looked confused by the event, unsure what to do...

FUMBLING THE PIZZA

FUMBLING THE PIZZA

RURALITY/BLOGS By Eric Poor After a couple has been married for a while they really begin to understand one another, sometimes to the point where they finish each other’s sentences. And they usually find touchstone events in their relationship that are symbolic and...

RURALITY: Used to Be

RURALITY: Used to Be

RURALITY/BLOGS By Eric Poor Used to be I lived in Massachusetts. Back in the 1960s I used to go deer hunting in Vermont. Often I drove up in the middle of the night, taking Route 119 to Route 12 on up to Bellows Falls. Used to be as often as not I’d see deer in the...

RURALITY: Ghost Writers

RURALITY: Ghost Writers

RURALITY/BLOGS   By Eric Poor I just finished reading Robert B. Parker’s latest western “Revelation” and I have to say I’m absolutely amazed at how prolific this author is, considering he’s been dead for seven years now. His ‘Parker’ novels and westerns just keep on...

RURALITY: GETTING MY MONEY’S WORTH

RURALITY: GETTING MY MONEY’S WORTH

By Eric Poor Once again I’ve dug out the cane. I hurt my back, which spawned some occasionally intense sciatic nerve pain in my left butt cheek. I’m thinking using the cane to favor my left leg might help. This simple wooden cane was already old when I acquired it...

RURALITY: Deadline Dreams

RURALITY: Deadline Dreams

By Eric Poor Rurality I absolutely had to be somewhere and there were others with me, counting on me to drive them there. Time was getting short. Daylight was fading and a freezing rain was setting in – and I hadn’t even started packing my stuff, which was scattered...

RURALITY: Buster is busted

RURALITY: Buster is busted

By Eric Poor Buster is looking worse for wear. His goggles are hanging off one side of his head. His once bright orange shirt has seriously faded. One of his rubber boots has fallen off. His formerly trim figure has become … well, lumpy. He’s supposed to be scary, but...

RURALITY: Bad Plants

RURALITY: Bad Plants

By Eric Poor It’s almost bow hunting season. I’m one of those people who enjoy dressing in camouflage (what my wife calls my hunting costume) and taking a bow and arrows into the woods to frighten deer. To get to one of my bow hunting tree stands I walk past an old...

RURALITY: Pet Treats — Yum

RURALITY: Pet Treats — Yum

By Eric Poor My wife had been working on her laptop, snacking on raisins and walnuts, while absentmindedly giving Dottie the housecat some of those cat treats they sell in plastic jars at the supermarket. Suddenly she was looking at me with enormous eyes, mouth open,...

Eric Poor is a retired award-winning journalist who worked for the weekly Monadnock Ledger newspaper and the twice-weekly Monadnock Ledger-Transcript. An avid outdoor sports enthusiast, he also writes articles for Hawkeye, New Hampshire’s hunting and fishing newspaper. He has freelanced articles to publications like the New Hampshire Wildlife Journal and the Keene Sentinel newspaper’s ELF Weekly. He lives in Rindge with his wife, Marsha and their cat Dottie.