I was sittin’ in the livin’ room on my chair, watchin’ the ball game last Saturday afternoon when Cyril and Joan comes in. What in the hell is Brad doin’ out there in the yard? Joan said to Minnie in the kitchen when they came in. He’s on his hands and knees out there with a rusty old pair of shears, all soaked with sweat, looks like he’s about to take a heart attack, she said. [Read more]