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16
Medium
15 min
Published 2009
When I think of mud turtles, I think of my beloved nephew, Alexander, when he was a little boy. He had been given a new slingshot and decided to try it out on a poor unsuspecting mud turtle. Despite a considerable distance, Alex’s aim was perfect but happily the turtle was unharmed. What I remember best was his look of astonished pride followed immediately by deep remorse. It told me everything I needed to know about what kind of man he would become. Alex’s young son, Haydn, and little daug