Jody and I spent every spare minute together, and there were a lot of those now that I was unemployed. I introduced her to Dawg Gone, and we spent our nights there […]
136. Mirror in the Bathroom, Please Talk to Me
130. Water Was Running, Children Were Running
That summer I went home to Boiling Springs, and Lee G. and I took jobs at Mr. T’s Fireworks -N- Peaches. That previous sentence is uniquely Southern and probably benefits from a […]
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