1/15/16 The Whole Hog

I have written about feral hogs before. This is another time. It will likely not be my last. When I was growing up in rural east Mississippi, we never had a problem with wild hogs. There simply weren’t any. But some time along the way, the interlopers crossed over the Father-of-Waters from Arkansas, or across…

No Politics. Nope. I Will Not!

It has long since been determined that I must write. Unfortunately that does not always mean that I can come up with anything to write about. Sometimes, that is the hard part, particularly since I have half-heartedly foresworn politics. It may be a limitation I have set for myself that I cannot live up to.…