Those Dog Days of August

By Rachael Ross (rache696@yahoo.com) My life changed just after turning eighteen and moving into a new life at Community College. That’s how I liked to think of it. After leaving the modest village where I’d grown up, I moved to the modest town where I was attending college. I wanted to be a graphic artist or something, but I wasn’t sure. But I liked art, and I was good at it anyway. So those were the kind of classes I

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