My father’s best friend, Jesse Raybon, bore a striking resemblance to Chicago blues harmonica player Jerry Portnoy. “Uncle Jess” had bone-straight hair and blue eyes. His family owned a tavern back in the day. He spent hours at our kitchen table. After completing his mail route in Webster Groves, he came by to swap […]
Author Archives: Ruth-Miriam Garnett
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Maya and the ancestors
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Sauce for the gander
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Still not your boy
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