Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, September 3, 2019, 9:49 a.m. The times, they are a-changing. No, I don’t mean the technological age. The focus is much smaller. A hurricane is headed, well, not exactly this way, but close enough to fret. At the moment, my uncertainty is narrow in focus. For instance, where will I be? …
Nightrider's Lament
"Why do they [write] for their money? Why do they [work] for short pay? They ain't getting nowhere and they're losing their share. They must have gone crazy back there." — Michael Burton (paraphrased)
