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REFLECTIONS IN TIME, by Bob Corley not only depicts the “Heart of America” its contents define the very “heart, soul and spirit of America.” The book includes short stories about the life of a young boy "growing up" in the cotton country of Southeast Missouri. The era is the early nineteen forties through the mid fifties, an era now passed but one that perhaps remains close to all of us during our own REFLECTIONS IN TIME. As the book continues to grow in popularity,it is being proclaimed "The perfect book" by many parents who wish to read short stories to their children that will no doubt be remembered by both parent and child as their own REFLECTIONS IN TIME for years to come.

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Part 1:
Memories Of A Place Called Senath is filled with short stories about the funny and frequently painful childhood escapades of a five year old during the time he spent growing up in the cotton country of Southeast Missouri between 1945 and 1957. It quickly becomes obvious that each story is written with one common goal in mind and that is; to leave readers in apoplexies of laughter.

Part 2: Papa's Poems is a heart touching collection of poems written by this authors grandfather, an old share cropper farmer named Benjamin Malachi Franklin (1882-1965) It’s contents also contain additional information on B.M. Franklin together with some interesting history surrounding Franklin's most popular poem titled "The Weaver."

Part 3: Words of Encouragement is a collection of heart touching articles by unknown authors that will not only reach out and touch but perhaps soften and enlighten even the most callused and unbelieving heart.
            

Excerpt
Following is an excerpt cut from one of the short stories in Part One of the book titled "Reflections In Time" by Bob Corley. This excerp is from the story "The Last M-80 Firecracker."

----- Frankie quickly accelerated and with tires squealing, me yelling, and smoke flying the convertible suddenly shot through that intersection in a flash. The flash being the one we had just witnessed having occurred right inside that old night watchman's car when that M80 exploded.
One can only imagine what the very first thought must have been going through Bushey Farlin’s head at the very same instant that M80 exploded.
Surely, he must have thought he had been shot.
Such a terrible thought must have been one previously contemplated at least once or twice before in his line of work. That may have been why his mind never really processed any other thought for a few seconds. Otherwise he would have taken a split second to look up at the car speeding off down the street toward the theater.
If his mind had not been instantly filled with such terrible thought, he could have certainly recognized the one and only maroon-colored 1951 Ford convertible in or around that little farm town; not to mention the entire surrounding community.
Obviously, Mr. Farlin’s mind was too busy trying to get a grasp on reality because of all the events suddenly going on around him.
With that loud explosion, my yelling, and the car tires squealing, anybody could understand Bushey waking up and thinking, I’m shot, even when he wasn’t. -----