I had a dream last night that I was driving out of a snowy parking lot and I almost hit Richard Mannah. Isn't it weird how you can have a dream about someone you've talked to literally twice in your whole life? sorry for almost killing you Richard.
This was my brother Stoney's and my other playhouse when we lived on the farm in Nebraska. We were told to be really careful around the corn because it was being grown for feed and sale. We loved to hear the corn "grow" or pop in the hot summer sun.