A poem from the past

Hi everyone,

Sarah Howard, Youth and Community Services Manager at the Daniel Boone Regional Library in Columbia, Missouri, is an old friend. The other day she sent me a poem of mine that popped up in one of her files. The subject is the time when I was six years old when I darned near killed myself trying to keep up with my neighbor, Mr. Joe Geiger, in a taco eating contest. I’ve talked about this before, but I don’t remember posting the poem. Here it is. That’s me, by the way, waving to Mom on my first day of school. That was the year of the taco contest.

Thanks, Sarah!

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