I think Frost was right. “Something there is that doesn’t love a wall.” Even so….
Good fence makes good neighbors
His name is Dennis.
Five years of living 60 or 70 yards away, just over the backyard fence, I really should’ve known that already.
I stood on his front step, shaking his hand and explaining that the posts that should’ve been holding up a couple of sections of our shared fence had rotted out. He’d noticed it, too.
Yeah, we should replace them.
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And, Please, No More “Republican Lite”
Byron Dorgan once got my ass kicked.
That’s not literally true, of course. I can’t remember the name of the kid who actually trounced me in a back alley half a block from Jamestown Junior High when I was in the 7th grade, but it did start with our future senator.
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