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  • The seventeen year locust plague coincided with Jimmy Welch's seventh birthday. When teased, he responded very well to his five older brothers and big sister. After years of drinking milk and pickle juice, Jimmy became fearless for attention. He would catch the locust and tie them to a string and let them fly and land on his body. He ate several. We gathered in a big circle in witness just to hear him say they were crunchy. ... And amid the week of din, the week of sleepless night, the neighborhood gang sat round Jimmy's birthday gift. It was a Weegie board.

    To the Weegie we asked questions like the day we were going to die and if love was in our future
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