By Clay Reid
A few years ago I gave Mrs. Crabtree a call after I had quit writing for a local paper over philosophical differences. I was looking for another avenue to throw around some of my bull manure at people. A buddy told me about the new magazine NTFR, and I thought, “by golly, that sounds just like my kind of magazine.”
After getting ahold of her, she initially sounded a little hesitant about signing me to a big time contract. I, of course, understood when she said, “Well, let me think about it, and I’ll get back to you.” I am quite sure she
must have been thinking, “Who the heck is this guy sounding like a Mark Twain wanna-be, and what makes him think I’m going to throw
him into the mix?”
Luckily she did call after asking her husband Bo who the heck I was. I don’t know what line of BS he threw at her, but…hey whatever works.
Since then I have sure enjoyed being able to share some of the misfortunes and happenings of my life. I also enjoyed having people come up to me and tell me how they enjoyed reading the articles, and some were even surprised to know that I could actually read and write, much less put together a sentence.
To read more, pick up a copy of the January 2019 NTFR issue. To subscribe call 940-872-5922.