Emily’s dilemma was obvious: how do you sell manure? Since she fell in love with Dewey Decker, she could think of nothing less than spending her life with him and embracing the fertilizer business whole hog, so to speak. Emily Stickles has never done anything halfway. In her job with the county, she has kept [...]
May 6 2013 | Posted in
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The Bahdziewicz clan trooped into the Mule Barn for lunch the other day, happily and noisily as only eight Americans totally in love with spring can do. The patriarch of the clan, Abraham Lincoln Bahdziewicz, led the way to a large round table and seated his wife, Sally, before pointing to which chairs the kids [...]
Apr 22 2013 | Posted in
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We buried Marshall Sprack last Saturday, and we will miss him. Ol’ Marsh was the cheerful old-timer who could be seen each day walking his two tiny dogs around the neighborhood. He always had a smile and wave for everyone. He was a very private guy, however. We all knew him, but didn’t really know [...]
Apr 3 2013 | Posted in
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Do you feel that itch coming on? It’s time, you know. See the kids out flying kites? That’s a sign. See little green bladelets in the lawn. That’s a sign, too. It’s almost full spring, and that itch tells us it’s time to do something. This is when we need to forget almost all our [...]
Mar 18 2013 | Posted in
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“I believe I’ll write some Celtic music,” said Dud one morning at the world dilemma think tank down at the coffee shop. “I’ve been studying it.” “I didn’t know you were Celtic,” Steve said. “I’m not, but I do get occasional bouts of depression and that qualifies me. I’ve thought about it a lot. Maybe [...]
Mar 12 2013 | Posted in
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“I believe I’ll write some Celtic music,” said Dud one morning at the world dilemma think tank down at the coffee shop. “I’ve been studying it.” “I didn’t know you were Celtic,” Steve said. “I’m not, but I do get occasional bouts of depression and that qualifies me. I’ve thought about it a lot. Maybe [...]
Mar 8 2013 | Posted in
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The weather warmed up the other day. On the weekend, where it would do the most good. And Dud Campbell dressed warmly and went out for a walk. His eyes saw our town, the old, dead, brick drugstore on the corner with the clock that hadn’t worked since the invention of daylight savings time, and [...]
Mar 4 2013 | Posted in
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When Windy walked into the Mule Barn during that cold snap last week, we knew he was getting frantic for an audience. He has a hard time getting us to listen to his version of history, his notions of what was going on now, and his prognostications of the future of mankind. But it was [...]
Feb 22 2013 | Posted in
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