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    Let Silence Be the Stranger
    Let Silence Be the Stranger
    Let Silence Be the Stranger
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    Let Silence Be the Stranger

    By Larry Mckinley

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    Sometimes there comes a time in life when you must move to a different place. In Let silence be the stranger, the author Larry McKinley explores this move,and life in general, in the form of short stories developed from a simple thought developing a deeper emotion.
    Stories ment to celebrate life,past present and future, not to condemn it.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAuthorHouse
    Release dateNov 21, 2013
    ISBN9781491819968
    Let Silence Be the Stranger
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    Larry Mckinley

    Larry McKinley born in Bridgewater ma. March 1942 Graduated Bridgewater High,1960 Spent 2 years in US Army 1962-1964 Worked for FW Woolworth as manager trainee and managed store in Pawtucket R.I. Joined Kings Dept stores in 1972 as assistant manager. Promoted to store manager in Lenox Ma. 1979, Moved to Lee ma. until he moved to Pittsfield Ma. in 1993 Where he presently resides. Joined Ames Dept stores in 1982. Managed stores in Winsted Connecticut, Westfield Ma. and Great Barrington Ma. Worked in management in Ames and Hills department stores in Lenox and Lanesboro, Ma. Managed Goodwill store in Pittsfield ma for a short time. Presently resides in Pittsfield with wife Oksana with whom he spent 3 years in an online relationship until they married on Dec 31 2011. Oksana was born in Ukraine in 1982 and moved to the USA in october of 2011. THE BOOK CONSISTS OF SHORT STORIES AS THEIR RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPED. THEY ARE WRITTEN TO CELEBRATE LIFE, DIFFERENCES AND OVERCOME DIFFICULT TIMES.

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      Book preview

      Let Silence Be the Stranger - Larry Mckinley

      Contents

      Let Silence Be The Stranger Special Moments (S.m.i.t.) In Time

      Silence Is The Stranger

      The Story

      Of All The Beautiful People

      Your Tears Are My Tears

      Believe Or Die

      Give Me Just One Moment

      The Fast Turtle

      The Gift

      Who Is The True Man

      The Old Man

      A Cup Of Coffee

      The Look Of Love

      The Mustached Man

      The Breath

      The Last Wish

      A World Without People

      Dream Watcher

      Just 2

      The Empty Chair

      Just One Dream

      The Child That

      Will Not Be

      See My Love

      Champions In Defeat

      The Nowhere Bus

      The Quiet Man

      Walk With Me

      Us

      The Good Man

      The Always Love

      Godmom

      Alone

      Loyalty And Trust

      Lucky

      The Stone

      The Last Step?

      Fly With Me

      The Sun/Son

      The Final Judgment

      The Warrior

      A Day Without Sun

      My Silly Queen

      Let Me Tell You A Story Of Me

      Rainbow

      The Link

      The Prince

      Walk Away

      The Light

      Random

      The Jogger

      The Dove

      Sad Man

      Who Is The Honorable Man?

      Time

      Time/Love

      Dark Silence

      For Your Love

      Let Silence Be The Stranger New Moments (N.m.i.t.) In Time

      Time Is As Time Does

      Wander Or Wonder

      The Hard Love

      The Day After

      I Feel

      Welcome Home

      God Has The Power Today

      Today I Learned

      All Nations—One People

      The Love Letter

      King/Queen

      Beyond Terror

      Beast Control

      The Toy Soldier

      Is Love

      The Last Dream

      The Love Of A Woman

      Oksana Spa

      Unusually Usual Frog And Cheetah

      Smile

      Spellcaster

      The Window

      Train

      Sipping

      Shades Of Life

      About The Author

      LET SILENCE BE THE STRANGER

      SPECIAL MOMENTS

      (S.M.I.T.)

      IN

      TIME

      INSPIRED AND ASSISTED BY

      OKSANA MCKINLEY

      DEDICATED TO WADE MCKINLEY

      SILENCE IS THE STRANGER

      I could not hear the silence

      So I could not tell it to go away

      I could not see the silence

      But it was there each and every day

      I could not touch the silence

      And it would touch me in every way

      One day there came a stranger

      Who came to me to stay

      This was the only stranger

      Who said she loved me every day

      The heart and soul of this stranger

      Would touch me in every way

      I don’t hear this silence

      That this stranger made go away

      Now she is no stranger

      The one who loved me this way

      Now there is no silence

      The stranger made it go away

      I hear her words so often

      Such nice things they would say

      She would say she loved me

      Each and every day

      She would say she missed me

      In each and every way

      Now there is no silence

      Now there is no stranger

      Her name is Oksana

      She sent the silence away

      Now I can say I love and miss her

      Each and every day

      Her place is in my heart

      She is there to stay

      She takes the place of silence

      Each and every day

      Now there is only one thing for me to say

      Oksana my loved one is here, in my heart to stay

      For when she leaves this place

      The silence will return that day

      Now there is only one thing to say

      Let silence be the stranger

      Let silence stay away

      Let silence be the stranger

      Each and every day

      With love, for love

      THE STORY

      It is said everyone has a story. This is mine. This is time, the time I stop to reflect on my existence, past, present and future. A small period in the time of times but important in my time. These are merely words, the simple words of a simple man. I try, in my way to share my thoughts and myself with the universe. This is my footprint, a small footprint in the sands of time but it is my footprint.

      I am good and bad, I have caused smiles, I have caused sorrow, I have caused joy and pain. I have regrets but I would rather regret what I do rather than what I have not.

      I look back for the beginning of life. I see many things rush through my mind. There are many bright lights. They still exist with my love even if they do not feel it or return it. I stop at the brightest of lights. A young boy I held in my arms. He lifts my soul and resides in my heart. A place he will always be as long as time exists.

      I did not see silence creep into my life. It came so slowly or it had always been there waiting for its chance to rule. The time came when I saw this silence. I could not make it go away. I felt defeated and alone with this silence until I saw a light in the distance. This light seemed to grow. It did not stop. It did not go away. This light was a young woman, young in years of time, old in years of reason.

      The present is now our time. This young woman and this old man are all that people will see. Some will mock a few will understand that love has many faces. The face of love we share today is to believe in someone that makes you believe they believe in you.

      As long as we believe in this love it will be stronger than any power in existence. This is the only way a love such as this can exist and not perish in the storms of life and time.

      The bright boy once told me he liked to see young with old. I believe this wise one realizes that the young will inherit the universe but it is now under the control of the older young until they release it.

      These are my stories. I write in the first year when this young woman came into my life as a light to become my brightest star and is continuing to grow brighter each day.

      Enjoy them. I hope. Read them. I hope. If you like some and not others this is the way I am. I am a simple human. If you do not like them, I am sad but I will not have failed. I make this footprint… Like it or not. See it or not. This I will challenge you, not judge to harshly but just make a footprint of your own, in your own way.

      OF ALL THE

      BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE

      He was just an ordinary man. He walked through the crowd as many did. He was not usually in the city, for the crowds made him uncomfortable, but he had business today.

      In this crowd, this unnamed man walked silently on his way, alone with his thoughts. He watched as the people walked by, the blonde, she smiled at him, her teeth so white and her hair so perfect. The young man, features so fine, dressed so well, not a wrinkle in his shirt or suit. He watched the older couple so prim and proper, so aristocratic in manner.

      The man in the doorway, ragged in dress, a tin cup in his hand, holding it up to show emptiness there, gave a grin and a wink. The man reached in his pocket, there was a dollar, 3 quarters and a ticket to home, was all that he had. With a sigh he dropped the dollar and quarters silently into the cup. The man in the doorway smiled, he smiled back. He turned and again walked into the crowd.

      As he turned the corner he chanced to see his reflection in the window there. The hair a little gray and not quite so perfect, the face a little wrinkled as was his shirt and pants, not a lot, but not quite so perfect. His walk not quite as steady as others as he walked on by the business men and women dressed so neat, the perfect hair and posture, all so beautiful and perfect rushing by.

      At the next corner he saw a man. This man seemed lost and was looking around as people rushed by. The unnamed man saw a cane on the ground he picked it up and placed it in the blind

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