Paul McCall : Writing

Heading Home 1968

Heading Home 1968

A Story by Paul McCall


My trip home after serving in Viet Nam
My Child-hood Days in the Hill's of Old Kentucky

My Child-hood Days in the Hill's of Old Kentucky

A Story by Paul McCall


My great aunt, Lulie McCall, Jordan, wrote this story Saturday, February 27, 1935, . She was terminally ill and wanted to leave her daughter, Ruth Jor..
IT'S LIKE THIS!

IT'S LIKE THIS!

A Story by Paul McCall


Sometimes I like to keep it blunt.
Dyslexia

Dyslexia

A Story by Paul McCall


This is how I learned to overcome. I hope this will be helpful to other victims?
THE GAUNTLET

THE GAUNTLET

A Poem by Paul McCall


I think this describes itself?
HONESTY

HONESTY

A Story by Paul McCall


Just one of my lessons in life.
LITTLE WAIF

LITTLE WAIF

A Poem by Paul McCall


Hazel Hollander was my grandmother. She loved to write poetry and would publish her poems in the local new paper “The Framingham News” in ..
SOOTY

SOOTY

A Story by Paul McCall


This story is true, though in today’s drive up window world it may be hard to believe that people like the one’s in this story really exis..
I WISHED YOU WELL

I WISHED YOU WELL

A Story by Paul McCall


I WISHED YOU WELL Paul J. McCall I saw you tonight, when I came to your ward,you looked younger you had your hair done; it was parted on the ..
JIM AND THE BULL

JIM AND THE BULL

A Story by Paul McCall


Jim is my brother and this story actually happened.