22 Feet

Last night, Eli, our just turned three years old grandson, announced he was not going to wait for Mommy to pick him up from Grandmother’s house. Leaving his coat and shoes behind, he opened the front door, slipped outside and trotted home. (Yes, there is now a...

True Confession

There’s a reason my blogs do not appear in your mailbox. I don’t like to write them. Yes, there it is in black and white for all the world to see. “Wait!” I hear you say. “You’re a writer who doesn’t like to write? Makes no...