Watching My Trees Grow
I like to think of them as my trees, two sibling white birches rising out of the bank of Thompson Lake in Poland, Maine. They arch towards the water, just a few yards beyond the screen porch from which I’ve watched them grow since their infancy. I probably shouldn’t...
Lifting The Veil Of Pain
I’ve been thinking a lot about pain recently. Not because I’m in pain, but because for the first time in years I’m out of it.
My Short Career In The Meat Business
It wasn’t my first job in the meat business. My short career in the industry began in the summer of 1968.
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