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J. Lee Crow

J. Lee Crow leaves his home in Western North Carolina every morning at 6:30, affording witches, psychotic clowns, and paranormal entities time for their impish antics, which often include hiding Mr. Crow's personal items and leaving the refrigerator door slightly ajar.

My Daughter's Smile

I carefully prepare her plate. She can be finicky, sometimes. The peas are the tricky part, they can't touch anything. None of her food can touch. "Thanks, Dad," she says, as I set her dinner in front of her. "Hey, I thought we had talked about this." I point to the fork beside…