sypher

Sypher, a 26-year-old Kansas native, has a wild life story, beginning with a teenage adventure in South America.

This past week, Howard “Ford” Sypher did it again—in D.C. Abigail Pesta reports.

After five years in the Army, with multiple deployments in Iraq and Afghanistan, Sypher needed a change.

Sypher went back to his hotel, washed off the blood, and ate a slice of apple pie.

And Solomon Sypher wanted me to git him a new kind of string beans and some cowcumber seeds.

And till he could pass it on to Deacon Sypher to read he kep it in the Bible.

You mustn't bear me any malice, Mr. Sypher, because I'm so grateful to you for saving us from these swindling people.

Zora and Septimus were standing by the decorous hush of a trente et quarante table, when they were joined by Mr. Clem Sypher.

And the friends are convinced and go about saying they know a man who knows Clem Sypher, and so the thing spreads like a snowball.