Publisher's Synopsis
One lifelong friendship...Two old men...Two chews of tobacco...Two rickety seats...One storeporch...And a lot to say about most anything...In the blessed year of 1954...What more could anyone ask for -"Fer gittin' 'all them words' ta' flowin' easy as a' breeze?"."Me an' you, Sull......(spit, chuckle)......Us never talkin' would be like its never rainin', huh"."Dang'd-right, Bud......(spit, chuckle)......'May it never stop rainin', bye crackies' - is all I can say".