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Shawnee Tavern

Henrietta That's my father there why pour him more liquor?

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 2/26/2016 7:30:00 PM

I like this. It shows there is an undercurrent of unspoken emotion here.

Robert Heemstra
Date: 2/27/2016 9:18:00 PM

I still have that image in my head of Henrietta pouring liquor in my dad's shot lass!

Kelli White

Date: 2/10/2016 7:45:00 AM

This could go in so many directions. Excellent. Pulls the reader in. Well done Robert

Robert Heemstra
Date: 2/27/2016 9:14:00 PM

Thank you Kelli!

Kelli White
Date: 2/10/2016 3:09:00 PM

She was doing her job. But their were a generation of fathers like this. Still this I stills so much more to so many.

Robert Heemstra
Date: 2/10/2016 2:47:00 PM

Thank you Kelli, in truth as a child I would fetch my father from the local bar. All too often enough Henrietta would be pouring him more.