Is this not the life undertaking of us all...to become human?
18 May 2011
the story teller
He starts chatting to me while I'm taking a rest at the end of the swim lane. He has a story about everything in this town, including about the man who built the house I now live in. "A.B. Cook, now there was a man. Ate his puddin' with his fingers, he did. My mother didn't like that."