Native Places by Frank Harmon: Tina

Tina At dinner the other night my friend Tina was really upset. “My neighbor cut down the trees that shaded my house,” she said, “and the county tore down a perfectly good school, the school where my boys learned to read! ” Then, of course, there was climate change. “Have a fig,” I said. “A … Continue reading Native Places by Frank Harmon: Tina