from The Canton Observer, May 29, 1975
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I sort of needed this column because I had a very strange dream the other night about two old friends which only made half sense to me. They were with another person whom I didn't recognize and were singing merrily in a trio while chewing snuff. Their teeth were all black and lower jaws were rotting away with cancer but they sang on without a care. I was mortified by the grotesque display but they seemed not to care. The mystifying part is that one friend doesn't chew and never has to my knowledge. Yet, there he was signing along. Hopefully it wasn't a premonition.