On Black Wings Chapter One The cornfield stretches for miles, its few surviving cornstalks struggling for life amid the black and broken soil. A century ago, this field bustled with life. Sweet corn grew thick as farmers hustled between the rows, tending the stalks, checking for blight, and the beetles known to ravage the farms…
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All my friends are arguing about gun restrictions on one of my Facebook posts. But the people they are arguing with are ex-law enforcement, ex-military or both. Guns were just tools for us. We grew up with guns; our dads took us hunting when we were old enough to understand the responsibilities of holding a…
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