I was looking for a particular journal entry this morning.  There is no “search” feature provided by the software I use so it is a process of hunt and peck, […]

I thought that friendship was deeper. Maybe it was…just deeper for me.

What happens when local inmates and man’s best friend work together?

“So this year I took a page from the playbook of my past…”

What could I possibly say that hasn’t been said before? Except this…

Traditions. They are passed from generation to generation.

…Each year was just a little different