Life is suddenly full of drama for low-key
A woman in a big red pickup has stolen his bachelor's heart, a Hummer-driving
predatory developer is threatening to pave the last vestiges of his family
farm, and inside his barn is a calf bearing the image of Harley Jackson Jesus
Harley's best friend, Billy, a giant of a man who shares his trailer house with a herd of cats and tries to pass off country music lyrics as philosophy, urges him to avoid the woman, fight the developer, and get rich off the calf. But
takes the opposite tack, hoping to avoid what his devout, dearly departed
mother would have called "a scene."
Then the secret gets out--right through the barn door, and
"miracle" goes viral. Within hours pilgrims, grifters, and the media
have descended on his quiet patch of Swivel, , looking for a glimpse (and a
percentage) of the calf. Does Wisconsin Harley
hide the famous, possibly holy calf and risk a riot, or give the people what
they want-and raise enough money to keep his land-and, just possibly, win the
woman and her big red pickup truck?
Funny, I can hear Mike's voice in my head as I read this fictional tale of the eccentric residents living in and around Boomler. Funny how so many of them resemble the "real" characters he honors in his essay collections. Methinks that for Mike, the line between fact and fiction is about as fluid as cow muck in a pasture after a driving rain. Gotta love this guy and all the folks in his real and imagined lives.
What am I reading? Today I switch over to script reading for a little Hypothetical project a few friends have been tossing around. We'll see....
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