17 December On Route 372. Dad. by Jon Katz Dad I don’t think I’ll be bonding with this gentleman any time soon, he was alone in his pasture, testosterone coming out of the steam in his nose. Perhaps he wishes to join the Bedlam Farm Men’s Group. I will text him. Share ThisEmail Read or Post a Comment Leave a Reply Cancel replyYour email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment * Name * Email * Website Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Δ