When I was a very little kid…I stress very (as in like 8ish years old). My Pawpaw would send me to the market to pick
Category: Personal History
Morning Paragraph #48in48 #34
It is the day after Thanksgiving and the day before Fakesgiving. It is my first holiday gathering without Dad. He loved gatherings of people. It
Music: Throwback Blog 2009-01-13 Tito Puente LIVE at LIRR
As a note: I am trying to make sure all of my blogs are in one place. There are some “notes” on Facebook that I
Write A Chapter Monday (on a Tuesday) #48in48 #16
Beck pulled into the parking spot along the public access area to the beach. It was a warm night but the night breeze was blowing
Giving Thanks (x5) #48in48 #13
It being the week of Thanksgiving, I am reflecting on the things I am most grateful for. For my personal history blog (that should have
Morning Paragraphs #48in48 #8
This morning I sit here and contemplate the restlessness of our nation. I find it fascinating that carrying a weapon is considered Patriotic while exercising
Thoughts and Ponderances 