By Suzanne Lavender
So, we drove past this turtle. And I saw it from the driver's side window, fairly good sized, maybe 10” or so across and when I looked down, it looked up. And it was cracked. Wide open. Right in the middle. And in that split second of looking down, I saw that there were internal organs exposed. And ants and flies. But that turtle swiveled its head and looked up at me. I gulped and drove.
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By Eric Galatas
About a year ago, I drove from the foot of the Rocky Mountains to the Gulf of Mexico in a turn-of-the-century classic with an odometer topping 180,000 miles. I made the trip after my mom said she was going to put her grandfather’s clock out on the curb if neither of her sons wanted it. |
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