by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from Poosey.
In the annals of the great romantics, you won’t find the name of Herb Crump listed anywhere, and when it comes to sentimentality he doesn’t even rate a footnote. We always try to buy each other a little something for Valentine’s Day and as we’ve aged our gift exchange has turned from roses and chocolates to support hose and thermal socks. But this