An Ode to Meat Loaf
I remember Meat Loaf, the rock star who once spoon-fed me meatloaf.
My grandparents were complete kooks.
One time when I was a kid we made the one-and-a-half hour drive to visit — finding grandpa Phil standing outside holding a bit of rope, which trailed off under the house.
It was unclear what was going on, so I wandered over from the car and asked him.
“Your grandma is under there trying to find a possum. I’ve tired…
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