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Ramblings of a Redneck Farmer


This is the time of year that I do a lot of recollecting. I remember family members who have come and gone before me. Today I have been thinking about my Granddad Little.

I never got to know him much. He died when I was eight, and he was in bad health those eight years. I’m sure I did stuff with him but my young mind doesn’t remember.

Sure there are those things that are faint in my mind, but nothing like what grandpas and grandsons are supposed to do. We didn’t go fishing. We didn’t have those conversations that granddads and grandsons have. I do remember sitting on the arm of the...

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