Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #202

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #202

…I like the picture where he is singing folk songs with the Barrie’s. I can almost hear his out-of-tune voice…

“He was very good at secrets, wasn’t he? A black girl owning half of town,” Martha Ferrell cannot let it go.

James ignores her, continuing, “But from my point of view, there is still more than enough to go around. My God, even Joseph gets a thousand dollars!”

“Sure, now I suppose he will leave me too, he’s got family in Pennsylvania you know.”

My Project 16-001 “Joseph is too old to go off to the North, besides if he did, he’d find out how bad they treat Negroes up there. No, he’s got it good here and he knows it, although I have advised him to buy some land and a little farm of his own.”

     “Are lawyers’ official advice givers as well? You could have a weekly article in the Tallahassee Democrat, people would write in with a question and you would answer them in print. Let me see, something like: ‘Dear Lawyer James; my husband was killed by a U-boat and left half his estate to the illegitimate daughter of our upstairs maid. What should I do?’ signed Scorned Spouse.”

“Do not tempt me,” he thinks, then goes forward, “Dear Scorned Spouse: It sounds like you should have been doing your own laundry and cleaning. Be thankful that she doesn’t own your house. If she does, perhaps you could use a job.”

 “Now that’s not funny!” she protests.

“Speaking of things in print, did you see the last Pearson-Eastman Journal, it just arrived yesterday? Daddy looks so happy, look at him with that golf club,” says son James. Martha points to a picture of Matthew the senior showing John how to hold it, both of them about to split a gut.

I like the one where he is singing folk songs with the Barries. I can almost hear his out-of -tune voice.” The Ferrells did not bring tonality with them when they crossed the Atlantic.

“Looks like he’s full of whiskey to me.”

“These are his last days, Mother. The least you can do is to respect the spirit in which the article is presented. Harv and Judith Pearson certainly do; this magazine and the beautiful eulogy they gave at the funeral.” daughter Agnes has the spirit.

John Ferrell’s spirit is nearer his Lord in Heaven.


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Scottish Golfing sign

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #197

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Alpha Omega M.D. – Episode #197

…Each sip of whiskey makes it easier to repress the bad memories, not forget them…

J.M. Barrie

J.M. Barrie by James Quinn

There is a rejoicing noise coming from out the Central Lowlands, not yet audible to the men and women of the P-E J, just loud enough to echo through the Tay River valley, all the way to Dundee. Sir James Barrie, of literary fame, shares gallons of tales and scotch whiskey with John Ferrell, who has become a local hero; the man who has loosed a wealth of necessities on people who may well have remained distant memories. Now John is having regrets having to leave this festive gathering, away from the new world he created.

“I so wish that it hadn’t been a war to bring us together. We could have brought Martha’s Gaskells from merry ol’ England and had a reunion that would put the Queen to shame. Can you imagine the Scots and the Gaskells here in Perth? Come to think of it, we are all apt to be related… in a cousin sort of way.”

“In the American South, relation is a way of life,” admits John, speaking as if it is a foreign practice, without revealing the exact extent of his contribution to an even more sensitive subject. Each sip of whiskey makes it easier to repress the bad memories, not forget them. “Martha would have loved a holiday in Scotland, we rarely get out of Florida, don’t know why.” He silently rues the day he sacrificed a normal life for the lust of his flesh.

James Ferrell Lawyer

“So your James is a barrister? I am proud that he bears my name, me a lowly bard from the Lowlands. I myself never could get past the fantasy world, one which I have complete control. Fiction can far surpass reality.”

“My husband is not a borin’ you with his fancies, is he?” Madame Barrie brings them a tray of smoked kippers to snack on. “I am surprised he has not talked the bunch of us into rehearsing his new play… what is it again?”    

A Kiss for Cinderella, just a modest production in London, but I’d rather be playing golf than staging theater.”

“Oh, that silly game: A waste of good grazing land, if you ask me!”

“We did not!” ask you.

“Pasture billiards!”

“It is a gentleman’s pastime.”

“It is a poor excuse to catch a death of a cold.”


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“Golfers” by Charles Lees

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