Gatherings

Martha May stands by the long table of food in the community building, holding her camera, shouting,"Everybody say 'Papaw is a stinky pants!'"

Cousin Ferris spikes his low ball glass into the off-white tile, scattering jagged shards and spackling the disposable tablecloths with Jim Beam.

"It's grandfather!" he barks. "Grand-fa-ther, you miserable sputtering shitcunt."