Author Archives: George Tatum

Part One: The Race There were clear blue skies on the afternoon of June 19th in Cambridgeshire, England. No storms brewed on the horizon, nor were any forecasted to be, and the absence of even the slightest wisp of cloud seemed to guarantee the prediction. Therefore, what made this particular afternoon of interest was notContinue reading “Reginald the Royal Racing Pigeon”

The Fly By: J. George Tatum I was seven years old at the time of my grandfather’s encounter with the fly. It was summertime in North Carolina  and we were sitting on the front porch stewing in a heavy, windless heat. He was wearing the same clothes he always wore: beige shorts and a whiteContinue reading “The Fly”