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It might be fanciful. No one who was there was alive when the book was written, but let’s just assume the writer did her homework
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It might be fanciful. No one who was there was alive when the book was written, but let’s just assume the writer did her homework
Odd-looking thing, really. Its keyboard makes it a piano or organ of some sort, but it comes packaged in what looks like a suitcase far
It doesn’t bug me. The truth is, I love it, but it does scare me a bit: my granddaughter is becoming something and someone more
Once upon a time, he shot at surfacing German subs in the North Atlantic, tried to pick off the crews who were aiming anti-aircraft flak
It’s a bit of an embarrassment really, or so I discovered. I’d never heard of the monument until it showed up on a local on-line
The whole thing’s a stretch, but what the heck–I’m lovin’ it. Sheriff Pat Garrett plugged Billy the Kid, a notorious gunslinger, after hunting him down
Perhaps it was more typical than not–that night, I mean. The guy worked a high-crime district, West Palm Beach, where being a cop meant hot
If you look closely, you can tell it’s not the Great Plains. That big tree is too perfect; prairie trees get mauled regularly by incessant
There isn’t much we know about Aunt Gertie’s death. It happened on a foggy night in November, 1949, along a lakeshore cloaked in a mist
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