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A while back, I waxed poetic about Mrs. Warner, the brilliant fifth-grade teacher who gave me a nudge down the path of writing fiction. She was a huge influence on young master Jack, and no doubt about it. But she wasn’t all there was to school; many trials and tribulations were left to be endured.…
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I hate the change to and from Daylight Savings Time. Twice a year my body spends a week jet-lagged without moving more than a hundred feet from my current latitude. I understand the need for it by those not blessed to live in paradise with me, but that doesn’t make it better. At least I’m…
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It was September of 1957, and I was about to enter the fifth grade at Sunset View Elementary School in San Diego. A month into it, I would turn ten, a milestone age being the first one with two digits. But, seriously, a month before my birthday, I had to start the school year, and…
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Welcome, traveler. Pour a cup and make yourself comfortable. You’ve arrived at a site created by an old writer for writers and readers alike. Let me begin by explaining who you’ve fallen in with. First, my name is Jack. Jack Tyler to be thorough, and you’ll find it on four books plus stories in several…