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  1. Dreams : Stargazer July 17 to 19 2017

  2. Dreams : Stargazer July 14 to 16 2017

  3. Riding The Metro

  4. Go Far

  5. Dreams : Stargazer July 11 to 13 2017

  6. Dreams : Stargazer July 8 to 10 2017

  7. Beauty Beneath Our Feet

  8. Dreams : Stargazer July 5 to 7 2017

  9. Dreams : Stargazer July 2 to 4 2017

  10. Robert Frost

  11. Dreams : Stargazer June 29 to July 1 2017

  12. What Abby Did

  13. Skyline Lessons

  14. Dreams : Stargazer June 26 to 28 2017

  15. Dreams : Stargazer June 20 to 22 2017

  16. Dreams : Stargazer June 23 to 25 2017

  17. For You Again

  18. Dreams : Stargazer June 17 to 19 2017

  19. Broke As Hell

  20. Dreams : Stargazer June 14 to 16 2017


  22. Poke, Poke, Poke

  23. Dreams : Stargazer June 11 to 13 2017

  24. Dreams : Stargazer June 8 to 10 2017

  25. Tramps' WAR

  26. My Apologies

  27. Dreams : Stargazer June 5 to 7 2017

  28. Children Of The Devil

  29. He Did Bleed

  30. Dreams : Stargazer June 2 to 4 2017

  31. Dreams : Stargazer May 30 to June 1 2017

  32. After-All II

  33. Child Molesters

  34. His Sufferings

  35. Dreams : Stargazer May 27 To 29 2017

  36. Ate Them

  37. I Make You Shutter

  38. If You Please

  39. Dreams :Stargazer May 24 to 26 2017

What Abby Did

As America celebrates its independence, I would like to share with you a recent letter Iíd received that gives a true snapshot of todayís America and offers a bit of hope for our future, and a better America for our kids and grandkids. With her permission, hereís Shannonís exact letter:

Dear Mr. Camp,

My name is Shannon. I live in a small town in Georgia. Me and husband got married in 1995 and we have a beautiful daughter in high school named Abby. One day our daughter excitedly brought a book home in which they had read as a class assignment and kept urging her father to read it. Mind you, my husband is not a book reader in any sense, but my daughter was persistent and somehow got him to read it. After dinner my husband sat in his favorite chair and finished the book later that night. When he came to bed that night my husband looked me straight in the eye and told me that he loved me. I began to cry because my husband hadnít told me that in ten years.

You see, Iím White and before I married my husband Iíd dated a Black man. Some people knew about my past in our town but my husband only found out about it ten years ago. We only had one real conversation about it and it wasnít good. Our daughter was only six at that time and I remember her waking up and overhearing most of it. Our family hasnít been the same since that night. I love my husband very much and heís a good man, but just like a lot of White men in our area he is still struggling to come to terms with the ways of his fatherís and his grandfatherís generation.

That night, after my husband told me that he loved me he began to explain how a character in the book named Jack had opened his eyes. Mr. Camp, thank you for writing Wet Matches. Our home is a happy place now. What you did and what my daughter did probably saved my marriage.

Forever grateful,


Please have a Happy and Safe Independence Day, Everyone! Ė Randolph Randy Camp

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