We (my physicist/farmer husband & me & the dogs & the cats) moved from sprawling Houston, TX to a small, but useless farm in Florida. Then the donkey moved in. He was lonely, so the goats came. & then some horses, some more dogs, chickens, cockatiels, more cats, new horses. You get the picture.
Saturday, August 2, 2014
The old black man who sits in a folding chair on 170th street waving at the cars that go by died last week
And isn't it great that he will be missed by so many?
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