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Clare Briggs
Clare Briggs is a famous cartoonist who lived from 1875 to 1930. Poems by Wilbur Nesbitt.
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The folks in the neighborhood have been enjoying firecrackers off and on the last few evenings. Last night was the worst yet. For an hour or so.
What I found dumb is that the hour was the hour best described as “dusk”. The sun hadn’t gone fully down. Mostly down, sure… but they were blowing up firecrackers that sounded expensive, back when it was still light out.Report
Back when I was in Boy Scouts, there was an older boy who loved to play with anything combustible. If it could be lit on fire, he lit it. Any time of day or night.
Later he became a dentist. Make of that what you will.Report