“Hey, Slim?”
“Yeah, Clem?”
“What’s all the fussin’ and hollerin’ over there?”
“Oh, just them NASCAR boys in town again.”
“Man, they sure make a racket.”
“Ay-yup, sure do. And they’s just gettin’ started on the day.”
“Don’t know how much of that racket I can take, Slim. And you know how’s much it upsets Ellie.”
“Well, it’s only for a few hours, . . . → Read More: Deep In The Heart Of… Oh, You Know, Yellow Rose And All That
