Clark walked over to the reception desk at the reunion and looked for his name tag. For some reason they were arranged in alphabetical order by first name. Since he knew he was the only Clark in his high school graduation class, he quickly found his nametag. But instead of Clark Galle it said…
Read MoreI sit on my front porch swing on a hot July Saturday afternoon. It reminds me of the way I used to feel in the summers of my youth, when it was too damn hot to do anything fun. None of the boys wanted to play baseball in that heat and by the middle of July...
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