A Few Words

– Stories From The Dirt Road

The day was hot for late September, dark clouds rumbled in the distance as I headed back to the house for our mid-day meal and for cooling down a bit.  I could see Uncle Frank’s 56 pale green Chevy parked in the driveway.  That meant a longer time to rest.  Uncle Frank and Daddy did like to visit and sit a spell on the porch before heading back to the fields.  My dog Cookie and I found a place to sit and relax.

I could smell the scent of pork chops, collards, and sweet potatoes coming from the kitchen.  Daddy and Uncle Frank were sitting in the rocking chairs and Uncle Frank asked him if he was close to getting all the tobacco cropped.  Daddy sat quietly for a while watching the gathering rain clouds and listening to the thunder getting louder.  After a long silence, he finally looked at Uncle Frank and said “Yep!”

They sat there a bit longer just rocking, finally, Daddy said “looks like we might get a rainstorm before long.”  They rocked back and forth, Daddy took out his case knife and started whittling on a piece of oak.  The silence grew long and finally Uncle Frank said “Yep!”

Daddy often told me that I should talk less and listen more.  He always told me that you learned from listening, not from talking.  He called it front porch sitting and there was a lot of time spent with friends and family on that porch.  It did rain hard that day and Cookie and I didn’t have to go back to the fields so we just sat there listening and learning.

I was always amazed at how few words they used, but I always knew a lot of wisdom was being passed around.  I learned to find the words within the silence and that skill is a large part of who I am.  I will never forget those days spent on the front porch and I cherish the few words that were said.


Larry Tyler
Larry Tyler
Awaken the possibilities … then unleash them. After 55 years of successful retail management, I have returned to my passion of writing. I write Poetry, Storytelling, and Short Stories. As a child, I grew up on front porch storytelling. I would sit and listen to my Dad and his brothers tell these great stories that were captivating, and I always wanted to hear more. I wanted to experience the things they talked about. I started writing at a young age and reading everything I could get my hands on. At twelve years old I started a storytelling group and several of my friends became writers or poets. At 16 I hopped box cars and worked the tobacco fields, orange groves, picked cotton, and spent many nights around a campfire listing to life stories. Someone once asked me why I wrote. It consumes an amazing amount of time and I assure you it is not going to make me rich. I write so that my children can touch and feel my words telling of the ones that came before us and the stories they told me. These are the chronicles of our family and even though they come from my childhood memories and are deeply rooted in a child’s remembrance at least they may feel what it was like in the time before them and cherish the things the elders left behind. I am a Columnist & Featured Contributor, BIZCATALYST360 and I have The Writers Café, a group on LinkedIn that features Poets, Writers, Artists, Photographers, and Musicians . On Facebook I have two groups and one page; Dirt Road Storytelling, From Abandoned To Rescue Dogs And Cats, and About Life, Love And Living. As writers, it is true that we honestly do not know what we hold within us until we unleash it. When our words inspire others only then will inspiration return to the writer. I will spend my twilight years in search of the next story, the next poem, and the next image. I will take the time to enjoy my Wife, our Dogs, and Cats, and our amazing new home and I will always find the time to walk down a dirt road I truly hope is that I never have to read another book on Leadership, be on a conference call or see another plan o gram as these were the tool for what I did in life and not about who I am.

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