05/29/2026
Fine Openers: “On one hand, my dad worked the farm from dark until dark for a soft-voiced man wearing white pants and boat shoes, and in exchange we were allowed to live on the estate in the staff ’s cottage (plus a little on top so my dad could buy us Hamburger Helper and Kool-aid), but even five dollars for a field trip sent him screaming and stomping and shoving the kitchen chairs around.
“On the other, you couldn’t say he was an animal, but you couldn’t say he wasn’t either, and the farm kept him free-range and cage-free. When he came in the house, it was obvious he should go back out there and make himself whole with the breeze and the dirt and the rain.”
From “The Beast’s Bracket” by Beaumont Sugar