Sometimes I'm less than successful at managing events and they always end up managing me. I fell across a headline of an event that actually happened near the end of June but wasn't reported until this past Friday.
Man run over by lawn mower while trying to kill son with a chainsaw.
I'm thinking, much like world-class wine, this is a story that has just gotten better and better with age (unlike me). Was I hoping somewhere for a photo of one or the other wearing a Red MAGA ballcap? Yep, guilty as charged.
-bill kenny
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Tuesday, October 16, 2018
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