Third Sunday of June
It’s the day that I cry Because I have no reason to figure out what you don’t have Or buy Continue reading
It’s the day that I cry Because I have no reason to figure out what you don’t have Or buy Continue reading
Today, May 31st, would have been his 88th birthday – and I must say that I didn’t know him well, Continue reading
When my Father and Uncle were alive, April Fools Day was a perilous time. You had to taste the sugar Continue reading
Last night the Poetry in Motion Open Mic at Ellie’s Cafe turned into Ladies Night. With only the Mr. Luckey Continue reading
Jumping forward to daylight savings time is easy for the clocks in the house, but not for the body who Continue reading
Back in 1966, my father made me my first pair of Vulcan ears for Halloween. Dad had been a reconstruction Continue reading
Choices made Prices paid Am I too expensive? Perhaps Gifts given Passions driven Am I too compulsive? Perhaps Is love Continue reading
Don’t you hate when a blog post points you at another blog post? Well, sorry, I am going to just Continue reading