Wednesday, May 17, 2017
The final Resting Place of Wm. Faulkner and his wife, Estelle
As evidenced by empty liquor bottle and shot cups left graveside, people visit to drink a toast...or just tipple. He'd probably approve. He was not a perfect person, not a perfect writer; but the body of his work adds up to "the Great American novel", in my opinion.
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To Remember Dad's 103rd Birth Anniversary, Something Different
My Grandparents on my Dad's side were both "bonus babies", kids who were born to much older parents, long after they expected...
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The Official First Flower of the Growing Season 2010--the chilly, bloodless snow-drop tentatively peeps up, through the crust of bird-seed ...
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My Grandparents on my Dad's side were both "bonus babies", kids who were born to much older parents, long after they expected...
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...socializing with a very well behaved and smiling Pit Bull and his young owners. A portrait for Camera Critters .
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