Every Sunday morning while I'm getting ready for church, I watch one of the Sunday news programs. This week they featured a story about "plumbing for worms." Around here, most of us knew it as "fiddling for worms." Before the segment was over, I wasn't thinking about earthworms anymore. I was thinking about mud pies, doodlebugs and a childhood spent outdoors. If you're old enough, you probably remember fiddling for worms. You drove a wooden stake into the ground and rubbed another piece of wood across the top, creating vibrations that traveled through the soil. Before long, the earthworms would...

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