Doug Caldwell
Bio
I hope to learn from all of you members on this site and share in some tale-telling. I am looking forward to the different styles used to tell these stories. I look forward to reading yours.
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Stories (24/0)
Lost...Again
I can hear your noise and developing anger as you search throughout the house to find me. The opening of closets and drawers closed a bit more forcefully each time as your frustration blooms in the search that has not yet produced positive results. Time is also whispering in your ear, “You’re gonna be late again.” Increasing the feeling of frustration you have over a gradually forgetful memory.
By Doug Caldwell2 months ago in Fiction
Delivering the News
Training does not prepare you for the real world, just the circumstances. On duty for only six months I drew the short straw and had to perform the worst job in the world. Parking the squad car in front of the nice suburban home, we walked to the front door and rang the bell. The door opened and when the lady saw me standing there in my uniform the tears welled in her eyes anticipating what I had to say.
By Doug Caldwell10 months ago in Poets
Splash Down on Muddy Lake
During the eighties I was a radio technician and we installed and serviced telecommunication systems in the vast undeveloped parts of northern Canada. From small communities to mineral mines and exploration camps in the middle of nowhere we travelled in a variety of small aircraft to get to and from our work sites in all weather conditions year-round. This is a recounting of one of those trips.
By Doug Caldwell12 months ago in Motivation
Listen to Your Dog
“The most surprising thing we’ve discovered, is how much some dogs swear. When they are excited or upset, they begin cussing which increases the angrier they get. We can filter that cussing out once the dog’s basic vocabulary and emotional triggers are captured in memory, but it takes time for the software to learn these, and the higher the filter is set, the longer it takes the software to learn.”
By Doug Caldwellabout a year ago in Fiction
Mythdefined
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. In fact, the existence of dragons anywhere was ancient lore. That was all true until a Saturday some time ago when I was walking behind our home with my five-year-old grandson. He spotted a fox stretching up to a spruce branch. The fox moved away as we got closer, my grandson Gabe ran ahead in his curiosity to see what had attracted the fox.
By Doug Caldwell2 years ago in Fiction
Duty Below the Line
His eyes opened to see the rising sun through his bedroom window as another day began. He felt his wife Susan cuddling up to him and her hand exploring under the blankets. It was the beginning of a long-standing custom they had when he was to depart on a journey. It would be their last love-making for some time and marked the beginning of a separation for them that may last up to a month depending on the terms of the voyage.
By Doug Caldwell2 years ago in Fiction
Between
I’m awake, but my eyes will not open and I cannot hear or feel anything. My body appears to be paralyzed as I cannot feel my fingers, arms or legs nor can I move them. I also have no sense of contact with the ground or whatever I may be sitting or laying on. There is no gravity I can sense. Am I dead? Is this what awaits on the other side? I am not impressed so far. Spending eternity like this is gonna suck! I am forgetting something important I had to do, but I don’t know what.
By Doug Caldwell2 years ago in Humans
The Wonders of Strigiformes
Barn Owls? Not at this latitude, but we’ve got ten other owl species that are common: big ones and small ones living in the forest surrounding our home. They can frequently be seen hunting our horse pastures in search of rodents or rabbits. With a meter of snow presently on the ground their hunting techniques adapt to the environmental conditions during the year. During the snow- free time of the year, they hunt on the wing covering a substantial amount of ground quickly. However, in the winter season, they perch on the fence posts or some other location and scrutinize the area in front of them looking for the signs and sounds they have come to know as made by the small furry creatures living under the snow.
By Doug Caldwell2 years ago in Earth
Nature Can Be a Mother When She’s Angry
Hurricanes, atmospheric rivers, tornados, wildfires, floods, droughts, polar vortex, failed and destroyed crops and similar events appear to be increasing on our planet. Added to pandemics, diseases, cancers and infections that are evolving to be more resistant to our treatments. Why is this all happening? From a scientific position many point to climate change to blame for some of these, others believe technology and mankind’s altering and polluting of the planet has influenced some other of these troubles. I say overpopulation.
By Doug Caldwell2 years ago in Earth