I grew up near a Delaware byway known as Possum Park Road. Whether it was called this because of the regular appearance of mangled possum corpses on the roadside, I do not know, but such dreadful carnage was just part of the landscape. The late possum (pictured) was however, no cuddly Delaware furball, but a tough, maybe even urbane, Society Hill possum, who was so cruely cut down on his way to a show on the Avenue of the Arts.
Or was he just a rat?
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