Don’t believe for a minute that fathers are expendable. Nobody is going to teach you the art of swearing like they can.
I was outside yesterday when I heard a voice screaming, “Help!” I knew that voice; it was my pal Mary, who lives too many houses away from me to be audible outdoors. I found her with a dead squirrel and a very proud standard-bred poodle, who was the executioner. Lesson #1: if you want to […]