Archive
Besides his books, Bill has written a variety of poems, short stories, opinion pieces, and more.
Jack Daulton’s New Mailbox
Notice in the Morrisville Post Office from the Police Department: On August 13th and 18th the Morrisville Police received numerous complaints of mailbox vandalism. These random vandalisms took place on...
Lyle’s Dump
The dump’s fading red embers were reflected above in the dusk settling over Morrisville. Sullen rats, emboldened by the quiet, scurried about amid the refuse searching for food scraps. Most...
Doc’s Come-Along
The Mud City Loop Road meanders deep into the Sterling valley and back out to Morristown Corners. Morris Orvis and Doc live along the north branch of the dirt road...
Widowmaker
Tommy cannot breathe. His 31years of smoking Luckies have shortened his breath, infusing it with viscous phlegm that makes him cough and keeps Ann awake at night worrying that he...
Lyla’s Bucket
Hardwood Flats does not appear on most local maps but is used by locals to describe an unmarked space between Elmore, Wolcott, and Worcester. It is a hardscrabble bog of...
The Dairy Tax Shelter
“I’ss how the rich gits richer,” explained Eddie Purinton, blowing his left nostril onto the ground with his right index finger. “Some newfangle’ plan where ya sell yer cows t’a...
The Morrisville 4th of July Parade
Pud and Ginger Leland bought the lot next to Union Carbide and built a modern prefab ranch house, the first of its kind in Morrisville. Later, the most popular model...
Crazy Chase
I was walking home from first grade on Maple Street in Morrisville trying to count the houses between the elementary school and my home. Ahead on the maple-lined street, I...
Uncle Benoit’s Wake
When I was ten, just after my mother had buried my grandfather, Uncle Benoit died in a spectacular late night car wreck. Uncle Ben, as he was called by us...
Book: The Lamoille Stories
—Howard Frank Mosher, author of Disappearances, Mary Blythe, and On Kingdom Mountain Every year on the Fourth of July, Jeeter’s wife Lou struts in the town parade wearing suspenders made of jumper cables...
Darcy and Father LeFarge
According to his lifelong friend, Père Renaud, who was with him at his bedside when he died, Father LeFarge’s last words were, “I have never forgotten the face of any...
Anne’s Biddies
It’s the second Sunday of Advent and Anne Stone braces for Christmas. Anne has been a nurse at Copley Hospital for 48 of her 69 years. As a young woman,...
