Heartland Memories from David Lewis

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I want a bird.

Before this goes any farther, I would like to thank all of you who have so unselfishly given me “the bird” over the years, especially the very nice lady in the grocery store parking lot last week, but this type of bird is the feathered variety.

I had a […]

Here Kitty, Kitty http://heartlandmemories.com/bits/TheSmellWillTell.mp3

I never did understand why Steve Seymour wanted a skunk. When I was small, my Uncle Floyd had a skunk, de-scented, that lived in the house with him and his wife, Flo. It was a low-slung, black waddle with white stripes that would occasionally scuttle out from under the […]

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Please excuse the arrangement of verbiage in this piece. I have an idea how I’d like it to end, but no real concept of how to get there and will ramble, I’m afraid. I ask your patience as I free-associate a bit. Relax. It shouldn’t take too long.

Mark Twain once commented that some […]