Sunday, September 20, 2009

Thoughts from Dana

I walked past a mental hospital yesterday and all the patients were outside shouting "13...13!...13!"

The fence was too high to see over but I saw a little gap in the planks so I looked through to see what going on...

Somwbody poked me in the eye with a stick!

They all started shouting "14!...14!...14!"

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Weekend with the Barbers

It’s a Friday night in the summer of 1967, and my dad has just gotten home from work. Mom has supper on the table, and we all gather around ...