Memory of an elephant

I remember my early life, right from when I was struggling to stand on my feet as the baby of the herd. Even though I weighed 200 pounds, and was nearly three feet tall, I had to be careful not to be trampled by the adults who were nearly four times my size. I made …

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Not an Angel

Although not in any way a reflection of his life, this story is dedicated to Mal Gray of the Wild Angels Rock and Roll group who died recently. R.I.P.  OK I’m not an angel, but I’m not all bad. Maybe I’d have turned out better if I had more opportunities but I made the choices. …

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