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Wham. Bam. Thank you, Ma’am! Story of my life these days. I invade a town for a day or several. I show myself and my stuff to anyone who will listen, and I take money for the pleasure I give.

And I give A LOT of pleasure.

Seriously.

Some people tell me I’m the best they’ve ever had.

Friends tell me my life looks exotic. Enticing. A grown-up good time.

I give them a little wink with a side of “don’t you wish you were me?” And I hand them my
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I met reader Karen Snyder when I was thirty-two. She and I worked at the same law firm: she as paralegal; I as administrator. Managing lawyers is like herding cats….no cliche there. I boiled my days in pots of stress, and I was seldom happy.
Karen was always a happy face. It lit up my office (well really, it was a closet). Every time she poked her head around the doorframe or sat across from my desk, my day improved. She doesn’t know how much she helped me endure those ten long months. I’ll always be grateful for her.Continue Reading

Natchez Trace stand-keepers were often women. Buffalo River Farm’s Donna Branch is a testament to Trace history. On the Tennessee frontier, the Trace meandered through creeks and soared over rocky crests. The men who made it that far often carried shredded shoes to the next stop, hoping for repairs with their meal and bed. Maybe a few weary wanderers crossed the land of Donna’s ancestors, a couple of miles east of the Trace.

Donna Branch would’ve welcomed them.Continue Reading