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Showing posts with label No It Wasn't the Medications. Show all posts

Showing posts with label No It Wasn't the Medications. Show all posts

Sunday, February 1, 2026

No, It Wasn't the Medications - poem

Lawrence Hall mhall46184@aol.com No, It Wasn't the Medications Last night my friend and mentor was dr...

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Lawrence Hall, HSG: United States; 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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