tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130830332820181818.post6421940587774650447..comments2024-03-27T13:13:25.164-04:00Comments on johnshaplin: Country Places by Lowry Peijohnshaplinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17618981988062495637noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6130830332820181818.post-914109045975020672013-09-03T13:25:58.292-04:002013-09-03T13:25:58.292-04:00Memories of my father's second wife and their ...Memories of my father's second wife and their homesteads in Missouri, by her son. I remember Freddie well, a great teller of bitter sweet Ozark folk tales. The locals used to harvest great catfish out of the pond with batteries when Dad and Marjory were away, and shoot his boat full of holes. I went further into the cave than my father dared, crawling in wet clay on my stomach through a passage way that entered directly into a flowing stream.johnshaplinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17618981988062495637noreply@blogger.com