Wynn Guthrie has a BS in Business Administration and a minor in Accounting, and regrets not taking all the literature classes available to her in college. She lives on a farm in Southwest Virginia, where she opens gates, bottle-feeds calves, keeps the farm books, and hides in the bathroom when anybody needs a tractor driven, because she can’t sit on the seat and reach the pedals at the same time. Despite this problem, she is a somewhat normal-size human being who is becoming accustomed to the fact that two-thirds of her offspring is taller than she is.
She makes a mean mac-and-cheese, sings with a local community chorus, prays a lot when her son is driving, and tries not to yell at her crazy dog too much. She sometimes wears a tiara to clean toilets.
She married the Boston Red Sox when she said “I do,” to her husband, so please be aware that any comments favoring the Evil Empire New York Yankees are subject to
blowtorch deletion reluctant tolerance.