Mrs. Kelley and the Sweet Tater Eddy

    Myrtle Kelly was old, probably in her mid-seventies. That doesn’t seem old now, but it did then, when I was only 12 or 13. Like the old men in Dad’s pool hall, Mrs. Kelly was my friend…what a wonderful lady! A kid who spends so much time as I did in a pool hall has lots of friends who are old.

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