I first heard Jack Cristil when I was about 4-5 years old.
I was at my grandparents house in the Mississippi Delta. I know it’s hard to believe, but I was running through the house, loudly raising hell. 1,353 more words
Hate is a strong word.
Love is different. People use it in every other sentence without a second thought, describing friends, enemies, and foods alike. But hate. 342 more words