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Frank Shortt
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Frank Shortt
I was born and raised in Shortt Gap, Virginia, just a small berg in the Appalachian Mountains. I attended High School and graduated at Garden High School in Oakwood, Virginia which is now a college of Pharmacy. At eighteen I joined the U.S. Air Force and served during the Cold War from 1960-64. Since then I have lived in San Jose, California. I have two daughters, four grandchildren and one great-grandson.

I have written poetry and short stories since I was just a young student but did not get the formal training in writing until I attended Evergreen College in 2011. The instructor was Sterling Warner and he taught me the fine points of Creative Writing. My hobbies include, collecting books, art, and musical instruments. I was once a performer in night clubs around the Santa Clara Valley. I love to write.

Frank Shortt, Retired Chief of Operations, San Jose, Ca. School Dept.
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Murder, USA 2018
Backpedaling
Elijah Cummings,
Dancing with Angels
The Little City That Ruled
Virginia City, Nevada
Thanksgiving Thoughts
AOC, You've Gotten Our Attention
John, A Talent's Struggle
Thanksgiving, an Everyday Celebration
Master Sculptor
Why Folks Write Songs
Season's Implications
Holidays
The Greatest Tactical Maneuver Of All
Lies, Big and Little
Let There be Peace
A Mountain Boyhood
A Christian Nation or Simply a Religious Nation
Broth From the Chicken's Shadow
Borden's Milk and Elsie the Borden Cow
Light Brings Life
Cyrus Was a Wonder Cat
Impeachment
A Single Mountain Rose
Dad's Dilemma
What Are We Sniffing?
When Blue Breaks Through
One Solution to Medical for All
Storm Fronts
A Fateful Journey
When Hope Seems Gone
Planting Time
Uncertain Trumpets
Nature Awakening
Red Faces in America
What is a Mother?
Outside My Bedroom Window
Pastime for Covid19
Vaccines
Conservative vs Liberal
Do We Even Need a Police Force?
A Time of Opportunity
My First Automobile
What a Waste of Time and Money
Birth of my Firstborn