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MY FRONT PORCH WITH UNCLE WALDO

By Don Kenton Henry   “Ok, Junior. Take the usual seat here on the porch and let’s parlez about the latest Sabbatical you are about to take.” That’s how it always began with Uncle Waldo . . . him telling me to take a seat. Always direct (most times painfully so) but on this occasion, he […]

Uncle Waldo And The Nuclear Turkey

UNCLE WALDO AND THE NUCLEAR TURKEY “And how did you all come to be covered in wild rice–and say–is that an oyster in your hair, Mrs. Henry?” asked Officer Dawalt. Mom ran her fingers through her hair, removed the article and inspected it. “No … that’s a giblet.” By Don Kenton Henry All Thanksgivings are […]