My uncle G.C. Compton (known to me as Gayle) was recently nominated for a Pushcart Prize by the lit journal New Southerner. I've told about everybody I've seen. The thing is, most of them had no idea what a Pushcart was. I explained, only to be asked what a small press was, exactly.
Well, it seems he had the same experience. When I finally saw him after learning of the nomination he said he'd thought to tell a few of his co-workers but had about the same results. Said he just wondered around most of the day with this feeling of, you know, happiness, without really having anyone to share it with.
With this in mind, I've decided to post here about his good fortune in hopes that anyone who might read this would realize its importance.
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great story, shel, truly.
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Hey thanks, David. Now I feel like an ass for the post I wrote directly after this. Didn't realize you were reading. So glad you are.
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