This lake
out here was named Harper after a Major Harper who come down here during the
reconstruction days. They named the town the same thing. This major made
a big contribution to the town's population before he went back to one of them
"I" states, think it was Illinois. They said he left more'n half a
dozen kids behind when he had to go home to his family up north.
Now some of y'all
probably wondering why they'd name the town and lake after a fellow like that.
Well lots of 'em missed him. Said they wanted him to come back.
Sitting here
on my bench in front of the bus station I can see Harper Lake glistening off to
my left. They's a soft breeze coming off the lake and I'm whittling a tiny
statue of my dog what died last year. His name was Waymon.
All in all things is real good here in
Harper.
I ain't much of a drawer, but this is kinda what Waymon looked like.
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