Dorsey McHugh

The Bicycle Man

My friend, the bicycle man, came all the way from the Dordogne River Valley to Tennessee with me. I have had a love affair with him for years. His French attitude toward American tourists has never stopped me from loving him. His blue coveralls, his sandals, his shrug when I indicated a desire to photograph

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Freedom…

We are approaching the Fourth of July. This used to be my favorite holiday. For many years, the 4th was my Aunt Dolly’s holiday. We all gathered at her house in Belle Fourche, S.D. for fried chicken, potato salad, fireworks and a carnival, which was there a few days every July. When I was small,

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Original Sin

While growing up in South Dakota, I was surrounded by lots of good people. They were kind, hardworking (most of the time), moral people. Everyone I knew drank beer or whiskey, or some kind of alcohol. The fact that they drank was not a problem. The amount they drank…was. They also smoked cigarettes and functioned

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Designed for Love

Letter to True: I am so thankful to know you. So thankful you have shown me who you are. Your light is so lovely. Your song is beautiful…your voice and your eyes, the touch of your hand. You are more than enough. Your kindness, and your gentleness are your largest strengths. Love is stronger than

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