It is hardly ever the small-town baker who goes to church, pays his taxes and plays on the Rotary softball team that inspires people to shove their neighbors toward large pits behind the barrel of a gun. Where humanistic, self-aggrandizement is the norm, the small-town baker is made to kneel before the pit. TL Davis
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
The Best Dog
The best dog I ever had died 4 years ago today.
Some day I will write about him.
Not today. He deserves better than I can do today.
O.J. 12/07/1997 - 12/11/2008. With his sister, Nicole, 12/07/1997-09/11/2011, a damned good dog in her own right:
Rest in Peace ol' Buddies. I hope that story about the bridge is true.