Category: Love Stories
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Forty Years Is A Long Time
Forty years ago, Jackie Jackson changed her last name to mine. In our wedding ceremony, we each held a burning candle and touched our flames to the wick of a third candle between us. When it caught fire, we blew out our individual candles to symbolize two becoming one. Our lives together have been a…
Phil Burns
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The Girl With Dirt On Her Face

A photo of Jackie nailed itself to the back wall of my heart months before I even met her. To me, she was an unknown girl, half reclining, half sitting, in the back of a truck. She wore jeans, their blue color obliterated, painted over with a thick layer of tan colored dust. Her face…
Phil Burns
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Horsing Around!

I guess this old horse reminds me of me! I have so many flaws and I need second chances, and third chances and forth . . . In years, Jackie has given me 37 chances. In days, hours or minutes she has put up with me and all my failings so often, that even a…
Phil Burns
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On Time, But Missed The Train

Waiting on the platform was so hot! I was soon soaked with sweat and we still had half hour to wait. All the benches on our side were ablaze with sun. No way was I going to wait there! I knew the northbound side was just as hot, but “northbound” sounded cooler, and the benches…
Phil Burns

