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Way Back Then and There

Plowing in between those low hills, turning red clay into planted fields. Green sod furrowed into dirt, long flumes behind the plow showed our work. We sweated in those brick-kiln summers, studied each blister with aching wonder. Stacked hay high … Continue reading

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