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Jay Hennigan
I’m a retired machinist, and I started writing this in 1999.
There was not much time for organized grieving in those days, so this fourteen-year-old boy spent two or three weeks in solitude at the...view moreI’m a retired machinist, and I started writing this in 1999.
There was not much time for organized grieving in those days, so this fourteen-year-old boy spent two or three weeks in solitude at the old swimming hole with nothing but my bathing trunks, a sandwich that I’d make while getting my father’s lunch at home and then back to the creek for more contemplation of why!view less