Biscuit World
We stop at Biscuit World on the way home from my father’s funeral. Leave the flatlands of North Carolina, cross the border into the…
Read MoreWe stop at Biscuit World on the way home from my father’s funeral. Leave the flatlands of North Carolina, cross the border into the…
Read MoreThe free? Who said the free? Not me? Surely not me? The millions on relief today? The millions shot down when we strike? The…
Read MoreI’ve sampled enough random plants in the woods to learn an important lesson: if it doesn’t taste good, don’t eat it. Just a small…
Read MoreThese violent delights have violent ends. Friar Lawrence in William Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet
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