Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Which Reminds Me

It doesn't seem fair to me somehow that I should feel myself compelled to do someone else's South Carolina homework. What a mess.

From reading great-grandmother's diaries we learn that the family of my Dad's Uncle Ben at one time lived in South Carolina, maybe in the 1960s. So? I may have driven through various states on the way to somewhere else but never spent any significant time in South Carolina. You must have gotten me confused with someone else, perhaps that hideous fairy-fag Rose Wilson. I never had the slightest connection to those stupid people so I really don't see what that has to do with me.