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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Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Thick and Thin Malarial Smears - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Thick and Thin Malarial Smears An eye, a brain, a journey deep down a lens Examining the secrets...

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

Alexandria in a Seabag - poem

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Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com Alexandria in a Seabag The barracks is a university So too the march, the camp, the line for cho...

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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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