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A while back, we invited listeners to send us a short story or a poem about their homes for a feature called "Stories from Home." We're resurrecting this feature, but we're calling it "First Person" a place for you to give us your stories, poems, or short fiction. So far it's been a resounding success with entries from all over the country—and beyond.  Ode to a Friend by Jenny L. Gordon (11/20/08) I have inhabited block 45, of the James McGregor Jr. addition, since the day I was built in 1886. In the century plus, of which I've lived, I've housed many different owners. My colors have changed from a mustard yellow, to kaki green, then to plain white, and now to it's current light gray with emerald green shutters. Read more...  Shoo Fly by Linda Collins (11/20/08) No matter how hard I try I just cannot seem to appreciate the fly. It finds its way in easily enough, depositing who-knows-what on all of my stuff. You'd think it could leave with similar ease, but instead it just weaves to and fro, bumping incessantly against the window. Try as I might to deliver death's smite, at the last possible moment it always takes flight. Yes, the fly keeps in motion buzzed on some magic elixir, 'til finally it dies inside my light fixture. Though I do understand that it's one of God's creatures, the fly does not have any redeeming features. Read more... | | | |
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