Let's Explore Diabetes With Owls - Plot & Excerpts
He made this observation at the home of my cousin Joan, whom he and I visited just before Christmas one year, and it came on the heels of an equally aggressive comment. “Well,” he said, “David’s a better reader than he is a writer.” This from someone who hasn’t opened a book since Dave Stockton’s Putt to Win, in 1996. He’s never been to Australia either. Never even come close. “No matter,” he told me. “In order to see the country, you have to see the countryside, and you’ve only been to Sydney.” “And Melbourne. And Brisbane,” I said. “And I have too gone into the country.”“Like hell you have.”“All right,” I said. “Let’s get Hugh on the phone. He’ll tell you. He’ll even send you pictures.”Joan and her family live in Binghamton, New York. They don’t see my father and me that often, so it was pretty lousy to sit at their table, he and I bickering like an old married couple. Ashamed by the bad impression we were making, I dropped the countryside business, and as my dad moved on to other people’s shortcomings, I thought back to the previous summer and my daylong flight from London to Sydney.
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