Lawrence Hall

The former address, "reactionary drivel," was a P. G. Wodehouse gag that few ever understood to be a mildly self-deprecating joke. Drivel, perhaps, but not reactionary. Neither the Red Caps nor the Reds ever got it.

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Saturday, July 25, 2020

Old Pete, a Mighty Hunter Before the Lord - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com poeticdrivel.blogspot.com Old Pete, a Mighty Hunter Before the Lord A cigar box of childhood photogr...

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Sunday, July 14, 2019

"And Did You Wash Behind Your Ears?" - poem

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Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com “And Did You Wash Behind Your Ears?” Why should I do that? I can hear all right And I can’t see behi...

Friday, August 12, 2016

Kirbyville - The Santa Fe Depot - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Kirbyville - The Santa Fe Depot I loved to sit and watch the trains go by As they blew smoke and stea...

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About This Not-Really Reactionary

Lawrence Hall, HSG: Y'r 'umble scrivener knows how to milk cows (altho' he long ago swore to own no livestock larger than dachshunds), build fences, clear brush, and cut firewood. After 18 months in Viet-Nam and Cambodia he worked his way through university as an ambulance driver, nurses' aide, and then LVN. BA in History, University of San Diego, 1976; MEd, Stephen F. Austin State University, 1984; MA in English, Stephen F. Austin State University, 2002. He also taught school, but that makes him a class (no pun) enemy just now. He has been rejected by some of the finest publishing houses in America.

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