Touch was important. The evening of the Third of July we would go around the neighborhood and look at the fireworks others had bought, taking them out of the brown paper sack and handling them cautiously as if they were… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
I had been warned about Jews by my gentile friends - they did terrible things with knives to boys. — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
Every Christmas should begin with the sound of bells, and when I was a child mine always did. But they were sleigh bells, not… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
When I took over the Writers' Workshop, it was one little class and there were eight students. All of them, brilliantly untalented... I had… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
I grew up in the prolonged survival of the great age of the horse, with harness and saddle and sleigh bells and horse pictures,… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
Soldiers of the American Revolution fought that 18th century war with heavy muskets. In the early 20th century, we kids fought it every Fourth… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
The years rolled their brutal course down the hill of time. Still poor, my clothes still smelling of the horse barn, still writing those… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
Without vision you don't see, and without practicality the bills don't get paid. — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
Contrary to slanderous Eastern opinion, much of Iowa is not flat, but rolling hills country with a lot of timber, a handsome and imaginative… — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
The sharpest memory of our old-fashioned Christmas eve is my mother's hand making sure I was settled in bed. — Paul Engle Copy Share Image
