Scrittura
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Scrittura

Salt of the Earth

About my soul father, Michael Joseph Ryan.

Elderly man smoking pipe.
Image by Wry

In 1914 he turned fourteen, small for his age, man of the house, responsible for mother, sisters and farm.

One day he got tangled up in a coil of barbed-wire fence too big for him, shredding his skin. That night his sister Margaret pressed a sock full of money into his hand. “Get yourself to America, before this place kills you.”

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Wry Welwood

Wry Welwood

Wise Old Man in training, writing about trauma, healing, nature, justice, humor, poems, stories and essays. Father, son, husband, brother, counselor. he/him/his