Dorr, Michigan

Some decades past, perhaps two score Was when my feet first walked in Dorr. I give that town my due respect With humbleness, I genuflect. Yet when I’m asked where I was raised, I see their eyes, perplexed and dazed. As I announce, “Was raised in Dorr,” Their jaws just drop and hit the floor. And disbelief they cannot hide: “I did not think you lived OUTSIDE!” I do not know what could be worse, Perchance coerce as I converse. But now I’ve tailored my response, (With perfect dose of nonchalance) “I’ve lived in Dorr; it’s verified; Just like our calves who lived outside.”