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Chickens in the ’hood

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The other morning, as I was sitting on my front porch in a rocking chair enjoying a cup of coffee before I left for work, I thought I heard a “clucking” sound. I stopped rocking and listened a bit more intensely. Yep, there it was. I was hearing the sound of chickens from a house near mine.

Cop bashing

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From time to time people will write into the local newspapers and express their disapproval of the local law enforcement personnel. Usually, almost without fail, these complainers have been issued a ticket, most often for speeding.

Two flags

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I visited my parents’ graves a few months back. Dad, William E. Epps, Jr. (“Bill” to his friends and “Junior” to his siblings), died in 1996, and Mom (Thelma Kathleen Luster Epps) followed him about six years later.

Why I didn’t study

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This is a confession, of sorts, one of which I am not proud.

All through elementary school and through most of junior high, I was an A and B (mostly A) student. Beginning in the 9th grade, the grades began to slip — well, “plummet” would be a better word.

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