from A DRIFTLESS SON It came to me to sell the family farm, shift its failures to a man who planned to occupy the place for recreation, to hunt the deer that spook and shadow in the pines, my job to consign to another my granddad’s stunted grove of walnuts planted—against the forester’s advice — […]
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