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Grampa Charlie’s Village
“…and here came Constance at a dead run, headed for home and plain cross about bein’ shanghaied to start with, and right behind her there’s at least thirty of Bill’s brother’s hogs takin’ advantage of the door bein’ open, and all of ‘em at a dead run too, that’s how porkers are.”
Memorial Day and Me
On a bright cold Sunday morning in 1941. I had stayed home from church and heard an excited radio announcer break in to shout Japan had bombed Pearl Harbor.
Sweetly at Home in a Small Town
It is those little creative exceptions to the norm, small but important, that helped to nurture my creativity in a small town.
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