Where is Thy Sting-a-Ling-a-Ling?

James Lasdun

A neighbour of mine who did tree work for a living was killed up a sixty-foot maple after a branch he was cutting from the crown fell the wrong way, wrapping its anchor rope around his chest and asphyxiating him. He was a young man, the father of two small children, and his funeral, at our town in t…

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