From Gene’s Notebook …out in the Oklahoma Panhandle, almost 50 years ago, I was moving some hay bales that had wintered under snow and rain. Two other men were working with me, one out of Alabama called “Heavy,” and the other out of Texas called Bob. I was out of Miami’s suburbs, out of college [...]

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A poem by Michael Stewart U is father of this trinity. It suffered under Roman hands, became a V, Then re-emerged, when Roman power was through, Increased twofold in strength as W. Now inasmuch as W, this same, Still bears the parent letter’s name, Still bears stigmata of the letter V, Let W, in one, [...]

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