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Conversations from the library:

Elderly gentleman: Tell me something. How much sympathy could you dream up for a man who got his hand bitten off by an alligator?

Me: Well, I knew a man when I was little named Big Newt* who had lost a hand in a sawmill accident, so -

Elderly gentleman: ::waves dismissively:: I can't hear you.

Me: ::louder:: Quite a lot.

Elderly gentleman: Really? I don't have any. Alligators will eat anything.

Me: ...






*True story. His family lived next door to my dad when my dad was a kid. We would go down to Georgia to visit my grandmother and go to see Big Newt and Miss Louise. We would gather pecans from the tree in their back yard and they would give us sweet tea and pimento cheese** on white bread sandwiches. I kinda think of that as my most Southern memory.

**Pimento cheese = really gross. JSYK.

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