It’s strange how the contents of one old cigar box can bring to life a period of history. My mother didn’t even smoke cigars, let alone know anyone who did, but somewhere she found the cigar box and kept it because, “It’s made of good wood, and you never know when it might come in handy.” That type of thinking is common in my family. 616 more words
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Completely Mesmerizing Performance.
Though a quarrel in the streets is a thing to be hated, the energies displayed in it are fine; the commonest man shows a grace in his quarrel.
Yes- to answer your question, I am using “Chickens” as the title for my very first blog post. I am hoping to write more and in turn gain some opportunities for later reflection and aid my memories when I have forgotten them all, but I am also hoping to connect with people, shed insight, and offer questions to life. 388 more words