The lost art of verbal storytelling

My uncle was known for always having a story. He knew many, many people in his days of cruising around in his old pickup truck.

Sure, there were exaggerations here and maybe embellishments there.

But there was a beauty and rhythm to the introduction, setup, climax and the laughter that ensued.

Where’s today’s raconteur, the life of the party?

Do we gather together anymore to join in listening to stories by the fireside?

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