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