Sticks and Stones
Sticks and Stones By Bill Stork, DVM Corporate America has cashed in on the feel-good of children and dogs for years. Think of Buster Brown* shoes, and the Coppertone kid. I’m glad there’s not much of a market for tree branches and sticks. Someone would render a Rockwell-ish image of a small boy with a stick, and a lab pup waiting for him to throw it. I can’t think of anything cuter, or more dangerous. Joe Trytten may be one of the most unassuming folks you’ll ever have the p
Reggio "The Hoofer"
Reggio “The Hoofer”* By Bill Stork, DVM “I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe
He'd jump so high, he'd jump so high, then he lightly touch down
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bojangles, dance. I met him in a cell in New Orleans, I was down and out
He looked to me to be the eyes of age as he spoke right out
He talked of life, he talked of life, laughing slapped his leg stale
Mr. Bojangles, Mr. Bo
