I just about raised that boy, that’s what he told me. And Richard was a little fellow that kept sneakin in on my pond. I’d chase him off and that rascal would keep comin back to fish. He was sorta like my son back then– after I caught him so many times–and now we go … Continue reading
Jim is my little brother. We both are dentists, we share a building and his business is right next door to mine– funny we hardly have five minutes to rub together, it seems. Given the opportunity to let go of it all, we would make one hell of a team. Funny thing is, we don’t have … Continue reading
I’ll never forget the first time my dad took me to a dove field. I was in second grade, it was hot and smelled like cows, at moments I could listen to crickets. Needless to say excitement went to boredom, but I was happy to be with my dad. Then (once he had shot half a … Continue reading
Big Haint Blue 