The following is a man’s recipe for eventually learning to live all alone…

Shoot, I really hate it when the wife’s feelin’ bad. It jest gets her down and seems to mess up her days. I’ve watched it all through our marriage, so I know what I’m a’sayin’ to be true.

Recently, I got up one early frosty mornin’ when she was sick, and bless her heart, she had yet to stoke the fire. And she also let the supply in the wood box run out. I shore feel bad for her when she lets that happen. ‘Cause I know she plumb dislikes havin’ to go out on our back porch, – that’s where she stacks it – to get another ar...