Mean Mr Smith

Laurie Hilger
Sep 4, 2018 · 9 min read

You’d be crazy to enter his garden. But one night I had to.

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In the Minnesota neighborhood where I grew up, gardens were a means of survival for low income families and old people.

Home preserving was a serious business and crops and seeds were carefully saved and shared.

Bored children plus large families meant gardeners like Mr Smith had to look out for their crops, which were often…

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