Before you ask, I do not press wild flowers. The only suspenders I own are on my suits. Bra? Nope. Why, I’ve never even wanted to be a lumberjack. Please follow me on Twitter, and “Like” the Facebook author page. … Continue reading
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It was one of those dreams that none of us really enjoys: full of remorse and questions about a course of action that is lost to history and can’t be changed. I dreamed of my last days in the United … Continue reading