by Peter Loewer They are trying to steal our water,” said Curmudgeon. “Moffit’s Raiders are straight out of the Civil War ragamuffins who tore towns apart, but today act as…
Curmudgeon Meets the Black Weekend
by Peter Loewer Curmudgeon came in the general store on the Saturday afternoon of the Black Friday weekend. His hair was slightly mussed and his demeanor seemed to be even…
Back and Forth and Forth and Back
by Peter Loewer It was about 11 in the morning when the Breadman came into the general store and tripping over the Shoe-man—who had spread his catalogs with abandon over…
National Trends
by Peter Loewer As Mrs. Storekeep sprinkled sawdust on the old wooden floors in preparation for the morning’s sweep-up, she inadvertently — it would seem — dropped a bit of…
Take a Try at Spelling
by Peter Loewer Boy,” asked the breadman as he entered the general store with an armload of hard rolls and family-sized loaves of whole wheat, “have you guys been following…
Far Too Much Noise
by Peter Loewer Well,” said the curmudgeon as he established himself on the radiator to the left of the General Store’s front door, “I’m here to tell you that I…
Designer Secrets
by Peter Loewer Note: It should be remembered by those who have been following the exploits of The Curmudgeon, that before the transformation into his present character—and after a two-year…
The Curmudgeon Looks at Food
by Peter Loewer Storekeep, Cityfella, Mrs. Storekeep, and the Curmudgeon were standing about the new cigarette display left on the counter by a gum-chewing tobacco salesman and talked about an…
The Curmudgeon and the Sweepstakes
by Peter Loewer The Curmudgeon has a facetious look about his visage,” said Cityfella to Mrs. Storekeep as he waited for the morning mail to be sorted with the deft…