The Year: 1999, Summer Time. Location: Our Family Farm.
Excitement Level? “Never A Dull Moment”…
The summer in between high school and college, I had the pleasure of working on ye olde farm with me olde man–and, fortunately, a more competent friend & classmate, “The Bard”.
Now, while I could wax long and poetic about those glory days back in SW Kansas, I think I’ll do you a solid and wane short and prosaic1For the record, I had to Google “antonym poetic” to come up with that one. instead. Let me just put it this way: Me. On a farm. Of course, I’m gonna have a story or two to tell…
Unborn On The 4th Of July
Unborn On The 4th Of July
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What could possibly be more interesting than life on the farm?
Death on the farm. Definitely “death on the farm”…
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