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When everything grinds to a halt in 19 minutes, grab a beer, put up your feet and fire up a good book.

Here, this one even talks about pumpkins!

"That was one thing he liked about Southern California: the daddy longlegs.  The only time he remembered seeing daddy longlegs back in Washington was when he lowered his head to the ground and peered into the musty twilight beneath the pumpkin vines in his family’s vegetable garden.  A different world existed beneath the monstrous green leaves, a lush miniature jungle-like world in which weeds died from lack of sunlight and daddy longlegs moved about like the alien machines in H.G. Wells’ War of the Worlds radio presentation his parents had on cassette tape."

Page 53 - Only Shot At A Good Tombstone
Copyright 2010 by Robert R. Mitchell

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