The Town Bird part 2
I don’t think they expected an underground wood thrush faction, or that opposition would be as violent. Really, it’s been a mess — lifelong friends not speaking, Little Johnny Cubbage, who delivers the Evening Shadow and isn’t smart enough to find a turkey in a flock of hummingbirds, refusing to leave newspapers to the “nuthatchers,” Rube Elder finding one of his chickens dead on the porch with a note attached to it written in crayon which wasn’t very nice, and I heard Otto Hopp call Wid Coulter a “mother-thrusher” right in front of the book store, and Doc Ghesslet’s boy was standing right next to him (more…)
The Town Bird
In most towns you’ll find one or two people who believe every political unit needs an official bird if they are to continue as a free society. Gradine Hess has mentioned it on occasion, though she’s not the type to interest folks in anything, and even Pap used to (more…)
