The stories of
Walt Brenner
This is an example page. Walt is made up, and so are his stories, but this is exactly what a real page looks like. He told these out loud, the way he would tell them at the kitchen table.
Age 16, about 1971
The Truck
This would have been 1971, maybe '72. I was sixteen. Dad had this old International pickup, green one, and he told me never to take it out on the ice. So of course me and Denny Kowalczyk took it out on the ice. On Burt...
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Growing up
Dad
Dad drove plow for the county road commission thirty-one years. When it snowed, which up here is, you know, half the year, he'd get up at three-thirty in the morning. I'd hear the truck start out in the yard and the...
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The summer after the truck
Alright
The truck was fine, actually, once it dried out. They built them different then. But the wrecker wasn't free. It was forty dollars, which was real money. So my dad, without saying anything about it, got me on at...
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