It’s a little old short story, a legend of sorts.
A Short Story Teaser
Once upon a time, and it was a time very long ago, there lived a Little Old Man. It was more like fifty – sixty years ago, if that makes it a long time. Anyway the Little Old Man lived way down South. South as in down where Georgia and Florida sort of melt together in a big, steamy, pinetree-ridden swamp…
So, it was long ago and deep in the South.
The Little Old Man lived in the not-so-unpleasant little old woods near the Big Water.
More to come, here, a little later today.