There’s a fine line between running for your life and outright panic. I always seemed to be doing one or the other.
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The Gold Stud.
Dad was a Christ-loving pacifist. That was the only reason I lived to reach the age of 18.
The Methodist Ladies, A Dead Body, and the Baptist Church.
We launched a tire from the roof of the parsonage during a church ladies meeting. Someone thought a dead body had fallen.
