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TOBI ET AL
She writes about houses, goats, life in Fort Worth, Texas, singlewide trailers and her mother. Not necessarily in that order
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Some of my earliest memories are tied to smell. Play- Doh , new Crayons, Tempera paint. My Old Granny always smelled like Doublemint gum...
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...and no one is there to hear it, does it make a noise? Here I go, getting all philosophical on your ass (I had to spell check philosophica...
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HowManyOfMe .com There is 1 person with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name? According to the U.S. Census Bureau, there is exactly...
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I still call her Mamma. She lets me. Still. Even though. In spite of. Just because, and for my part, I am grateful. Now. Not always, but now...
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Here she is! The Broadway project in all her glory. If you listen closely you can hear the pitiful mewling of this never grand girl begg...