Y’all think I’m a little strange, right? Sometimes I have a slightly skewed take on things. Well, I’ve kinda always been this way. As evidence, here is a story I wrote in 7th grade (approximately 1958/1959) which was published in our school “literary” magazine. Every time I read it I have to laugh. First because it is so badly written and second because I still think a kid who thinks like that is just a teeny tiny bit weird.