The Great Bacon Catastrophe When I was a young kid on the farm in…
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You’re Not Meeting My Dotter
I had just gotten divorced, which is not ordinarily considered one of the better…
The House Didn’t Have Sidewalks
There came a time in the long and occasionally bewildering history of the Ward…
The Axe Went Through My Shoe. Where Did the Rest of the Memory Go?
When I was twelve or thirteen years old, I put an axe through my…
There Are Owls Living Under My Lemon Bush
There are owls living under my lemon bush, and that sentence still bothers me…
Mrs. Fallaw’s Nose Was in the Way
A couple of nights ago I was minding my own business when I heard…