My Name is Peary Perry …

 and I have something to say

 

 

 

 

This is My Story

In order to clear up any future confusion, let’s take a moment and let me explain who I am and why I write these columns each and every week. First off, I was born at a very early age. I arrived in this world with very little and still have most of it. It The big war (WWII) was going on and according to my parents, names were being rationed out. My Mom was kind of slow and couldn’t run very fast. I guess by the time she got down to the Federal Bureau of Names, all of the Johns, Jims, and Davids were gone. That was her story and she stuck with it.

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Moms

I think I've told you before that in my former life, I was a cop. That was many, many, moons ago. The funny about being an ex-cop is that you still carry around a lot of the things that you learned or experienced. Things like where you sit in a restaurant, the way you...

Turkeys

Boy, talk about being a dollar short and a day late.   This story should have been written last week. It seems that in some parts of the country, people are being attacked by wild turkeys. A Norman, OK resident reported that he was riding his dirt bike down a country...

Malpractice

When asked about what this column is about, I usually respond with oh, it's a humor column' kind of satire something along that line. I was thinking that this week I could write a light piece about something humorous, but no, not going to happen this week. In Texas,...