The Crooked Tree Cafe was a cozy little restaurant and socialization spot for folks in the country side. My father being single, spent many nights there drinking, fellow-shipping with friends, and we would have supper there as well. These were the days where dad would say “Just put it on the tab” and would pay once a week on payday. I can remember during the summers saddling-up Peanut, riding down to Crooked Tree, having lunch and sharing a mountain dew with my noble stead.
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Authors:James and Katherine are a transgender couple raising two kids. They were southerners when coming to understand themselves as trans. Ultimately it lead to a nearly three year road trip to find home. Now they are re-housed and still focused on outreach in the transgender community! Archives
October 2020
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