Whiskey for Teething?
by Jim Schneegold
When I hit my next door neighbor’s house with a snowball, I knew I was in trouble. When my mom’s friend stiffed me on my paper route collection, I was pissed. When my brother died, well . . . you can imagine. If you like Erma Bombeck, Andy Rooney or Chicken Soup for the Soul's heartfelt stories, I think you'll enjoy my stories. Come on in.