I was just thinking about a couple of my favorite short stories from back in grade school. In about 3rd-4th grade, we read The Peterkin Papers short stories by Lucretia Peabody Hale. Considering she was from Boston and her father was Nathan Hale, no big surprise her then nearly 100 year old stories were still a big hit in the Massachusetts educational system.
I actually only remember reading two of the stories. The first one involved Mrs. Peterkin and her cup of coffee. In the end, the lady from Philadelphia "saved the day" by advising her to throw out whatever it was she had concocted and make a fresh cup. The second involved the family's quest to write a story, and their hunt to find a quill, ink, and paper. Of course, the story ends with Solomon John sitting down, ready to begin writing and declaring "But I haven't got anything to say!" How many times have I felt like that?
High drama at Fenway last night with A-Rod, Ryan Dempster, and Joe Girardi. I guess this time, he got the better of us.
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