

Cousin Ollie and the Big Red One
Another story in the continuing saga of my Cousin Ollie. Not the sharpest tool in the shed. And speaking of tool sheds... There was this time Ollie went to clean out the garage at Mom's farm. That shed was a tiny space, barely room enough for the little station wagon that was parked with its bumper against a big metal work table and the tall red tool chest. You know, the big industrial kind on wheels. Mom's husband, Bob, tended to leave his tools scattered from here to Kingdo