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The Story of Pops

By Pops, September 7, 2019.

Well I guess if there is going to be a Pops, then there aught to be a story about how “Pops” came to be.

Pops was born a “poor white boy”, the child of an industrial tenant farmer; a way long time ago. I say industrial tenant farmer, because that’s kind of like what my father did. He, being the son of a real “tenant farmer”, who simply worked another man’s fields for the meager profits he could garner over the cost of the rent he had to pay. My father, or Pops father, if you will, did much the same; he worked his industrial job for the meager gains he could obtain.

He, my father, then raised me, his son, with much the same tactics as he had been raised; to not expect so much, because, he must have felt; there really wasn’t that much to realistically obtain.

But I, “Pops”, saw things a little differently. I kind of always had a little bit of an artistic bend. And through the years have tried a bunch of different “Artistic” mediums to try and figure out how to share a little bit of joy with my fellow friends and family… then a few years ago, after writing down stuff of all kinds for years thought, “hey, why don’t you try “writing,” seriously… and start keeping track of these little morsels of madness?”

So, did that, and now here we are. You and me; me telling you little stories.

Now, I’m probably not going to get all philosophical on you or anything like that, not in obvious ways anyway, but hopefully just compose some stuff you can enjoy reading to pass some time.

So, thanks so much for stopping by,
hope you enjoy

pops

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