Hickory Nut-Picking (Hocking Hills, Ohio)
We’ll go hickory nut picking the first frost, I know. And again, I know, I won’t want to go. When it’s just too cold to get out of bed Under...
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A fence leans westward in the wind As though cursing the beating from the sea. What keeps the fence from falling down On this narrow cape to...
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I visit Union Furnace, New Plymouth Cemetery, and Tick Ridge Cemetery in Starr Township, Ohio, where my grandfather was born and raised. The...
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And we lived happily ever after, After the divorce. When we finally had time for each other, We couldn’t stand one another. The lesson learn...