Those days when weeks feel like years. Sadness sits with me and I review everything that I have done in my life in the middle of my life. The past is not my best period. Sometimes I reach way back and feel ok. With the exception of the late library books and the time I […]Read more "Some heavy days"
I had a greatest generation Dad. The kind of guy who worked, went to church and had a chair that was reserved, by law, for him in front of the tv. You didn’t see this type of Dad much unless you were in trouble or he needed a socket wrench. Except my dad didn’t use […]Read more "Dad was Different…."