A Fishing We Will Go (or how to make a right angle a wrong one)
Don’t tell me, dear reader, that you don’t have questions. I am present among these, well, society types here at the bar and, let me tell you, I have a…

Don’t tell me, dear reader, that you don’t have questions. I am present among these, well, society types here at the bar and, let me tell you, I have a…
I know, it’s not in keeping with my, well, status, but I find being amongst the people, the working people, is very healthy for me. It’s why a good game…
Hair? Check. Shoes? Check … and new, by the way. Suit? Compensatory navy with white lapel, well-fitted. (Thank you Mrs. McDougal from two doors down. That woman is a genius…
Your divine Miss Comportment coming to you live via digital recording on my phone as I luxuriate on the banks of our beautiful Chickotee River and on the boat of…
Mayor Charlotte Granger Thirty minutes here and Mrs. McMurtry had yet to let go of my ear. “Mayor Charlotte, so glad you could be here! My son-in-law was so pleased…
As the sun begins to set along the banks of the Chickotee, my stomach begins to flutter. “Big night!” Mom hollers as I leave the house. Big night indeed. It’s…
* ritzy (adj.): luxurious or fashionable; being in a position of prominence or control; impressively or ostentatiously fancy or stylish Yes, that! Bless me, dear reader, for it has been…