Bravery
She has interested me slightly in the two years she has weighed us in and out at the elevator we hauled Brent’s harvest to. I knew she was back again this year when I saw her black Dodge short bed truck with the same small dent in the otherwise flawless finish. I think she recognizedRead More
To My Canadian Friends . . .
I learned something the other day about you good folks on the other side of the 49th. Just give me a little space here and I’ll get around to telling you what it was. For the past ten years or…
Disfunctional Welder
The welder of today is a sweet looking affair. The machine, that is, although, perchance, that description could include the one doing the welding. The welders from the 1980’s got their styling, I suppose, from necessity. They were large boxy…
Disturbin’ the Peace
There are those, namely my daughter, who have lately cast a certain smudge upon my name with a reference to me being a wild child back in my teen years. It seems rather preposterous that such comments would be made,…