Merry Christmas, Evil Larry (names changed to protect the guilty)

imageMy brother just called to remind me of his troubles with our cousin Larry, the bane of his existence. Larry was probably the only reason I had to be glad I wasn’t a boy when I was a kid. Thanks for that, Larry. Larry was fifteen months younger than me, falling right between me and Bill in age. Back then, our families had lots of overnight visits. Poor Bill Continue reading

Conquering Corwin (Part 2)

stuck truckAunt Essie got her nose out of joint when her little guys came home bringing tales of how badly Uncle Bill had treated them, so he didn’t hear from her till she fell on hard times a couple of years later.  She had married her own fella named Bill by that time, strangely enough.  This Bill was an affable enough guy, though he must not have taken time to meet Continue reading