His Name Is Dave. Ian Hit Him Hard.
Right about the time my running shoes logged mile 12 on Monday the 3rd of October, I met Dave. He was hard to spot, hidden at the end of the carport and screened from easy view by a pile of … Continue reading →
Commotion in the Pews
Thoughts and tirades that don't fit into any of my books. A collection of items of limited interest to anyone.
