I had a high school English teacher named Miss Elizabeth. She taught for a 100 years at least.
She was fearsome, and focused on turning a bunch of Mississippi rednecks into scholars. In some cases, she succeeded. With me, not so much.
Anyhow. I want to apologize to any of my subscribers for having to endure multiple posts of my inane inklings. My old friend Martha McHaney brought it to my attention that sometimes I publish a story, then republish again. I now realize why. In my haste to throw something on the website, I publish, than read it. Nope. Should be the other way around. I had this same problem when I was a newspaper writer.
Oftentimes, I publish a story on the blog then discover a typo or grammatical error and must correct it or Miss Elizabeth will visit me in my dreams and stomp on my foot with her black laced up monster pumps. But what a wonderful teacher she was. Kind of like an amalgamation of Aunt Bee and a barracuda.
Sorry. I will try to do better now that I know you are being notified. I didn’t even realize that! Kind of embarrasses me. I just thought you checked in from time to time.