I grew up listening to stories out in a disappearing countryside. Family and friends would congregate around old wood kitchen tables and fueled by cups of strong tea or glasses of cold beer, the stories would emerge. I'd listen to the rueful or joyous laughter and try to stay out of sight so as not to be sent to bed. In that tradition of countryside laughter used to remember the important things and rail against changing worlds, I've always told stories as well. Now, I write them to share
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