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The Possum Cop Chronicles

April 10, 2024 - 00:00
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Game Wardens and GhostsSometimes when I get to work, I feel like I can see him.He’s sitting on a frontporch bench with his legs crossed; a beat-up hat tucked down low on his forehead. He doesn’t pay much attention to me — just kind of looks off in the distance. I might give him a nod, and I think I’ve seen him nod back a time or two. He never speaks.More on him later. I oftentimes refer to myself as a “retired” game warden, but really, once a game warden, always a game warden. It doesn’t matter what word you ...

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