The Writings of David Hesse

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Arthur Ashe and Me

By on September 14, 2016 in Uncategorized with 0 Comments
Arthur Ashe and Me

  “True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever the cost.” Arthur Ashe 1943-1993   “We need tennis players. Has anyone played tennis?” It was 5:30 a.m. On a cool June morning and the last thing […]

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Sheriff of Cheyenne

By on September 13, 2016 in Uncategorized with 0 Comments
Sheriff of Cheyenne

          White clouds streaked against the blue sky. From this elevation, I could see the whole valley sweeping below and to the ridgeline beyond. It was the edge of dark when I finally rode into the fairgrounds on the outskirts of Cheyenne. I recalled how this place was nothin’ but one […]

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Beanie and Ike Cowboy Up

By on September 8, 2016 in Blog, Short Story with 0 Comments
Beanie and Ike Cowboy Up

      Sometimes there are two rodeos, one inside the arena and one outside. No buckles are awarded for the one outside. When the sun goes down the west Texas heat lets up a bit making it tolerable to sit outside at night and enjoy the quiet of the evening. Beanie Franklin and Ike […]

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An Old Cowboy Just Doesn’t Know When To Quit

By on September 1, 2016 in Blog, fiction, Short Story with 0 Comments
An Old Cowboy Just Doesn’t Know When To Quit

Ol’ Jughead Thompson and me were leavin’ outta Spooner, Wisconsin heading for Eau Claire for our next rodeo. It was 11:00 pm Friday, August the fourth and we had to be in Eau Claire by 10:00 am Saturday for the draw for Saturday night’s rodeo. We got a late start because we had to wait […]

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Max Fly – U977 German U-Boat

Max Fly – U977 German U-Boat

  Max Fly and Hap Schultz are recruited by an outed CIA agent who heads up a clandestine element of agents that believe that the JFK assassination was orchestrated by former Nazis and their boss, Allen Dulles and that it goes higher than that – much higher. Max and Hap resurrect their rodeo career as […]

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The Best People Are The Ones We Don’t Know

By on August 12, 2016 in Uncategorized with 0 Comments

I just received word that another man I knew died. It happened on July 3rd and his name was Duane Spruill. He lived in Cedartown, Georgia and at my age, this is happening more than I care to experience and I doubt it will drop off much in the coming years. I also lost two […]

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JFK Murder Solved – Fiction By David Hesse

He glanced at his watch. It was 11:45 pm and the street was still deserted. He had been standing there for fifteen minutes. It was a Sunday night and the buildings were dark. A lone streetlight cast shadows across the street and sidewalk and he watched the mist as the wind blew it across the […]

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Historic Red Mill, Elm Grove Road in Brookfield Wisconsin Is Haunted!

By on July 24, 2016 in Blog, Uncategorized with 0 Comments
Historic Red Mill, Elm Grove Road in Brookfield Wisconsin Is Haunted!

  When we checked into our motel in Brookfield, Wisconsin, Jacqui wanted to find a good fish fry, seeing as it was our last night in the Badger state, home of Ol’ Abe, the original War Eagle. She went online and Googled “Best fish fry’s” in the Brookfield Wisconsin area” and came up with the […]

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Partners A Short Story By David Hesse

By on July 21, 2016 in Uncategorized with 0 Comments

The gray-haired man appeared to be sleeping in a chair in the back of the room. His ball cap was pulled down, covering his eyes, dark dangerous eyes. He sat deadly still but remained alert, something he learned while in Viet Nam, in Cam Rahn Bay, a deep water bay, located in the province of […]

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The Big “H” A Short Story By David Hesse

By on July 20, 2016 in fiction, Short Story, Uncategorized with 0 Comments
The Big “H” A Short Story By David Hesse

    “We’ve been waiting for you.” The sound of the blast had been deafening. Blood and brain were splattered against the mirror hanging behind the couch. One of the hinges on the door to the kitchen was blown off. Smoke and the smell of gunpowder filled the air. The guy who stood next to […]

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