Portfolios > Portfolio II Dead do tell tales 2019-2023

When I was a boy we took a family vacation to Texas. On our way home from a ranch belonging to my Step fathers brother they stopped truck to shoot at crows the back of the old pickup truck we were travelling in was littered with empty beer cans from the day,. as the "patient" the idea was to treat my aflliction with an old folk cure,the blood of a crow which I was supposed to drink.I watched in anxious fear as they attempted wrecklessly to hit the circling birds with an old shotgun.
Thankfully they didn't hit one.
I still have mild asthma and im fine with it