On our drives from the New Haven to Cincinnati, there is a not-so-random cowboy we pass. I wave to him each trip and in both
I have been doing a considerable amount of digging in online newspapers of late. In trying to find the obituaries (I use those as confirmation
There is a Kenny Chesney song called “I Go Back” which is about music and how a song can spark a memory from years past.
Getting older there is one thing that astounds me – you can be walking along and with no apparent rhyme or reason a memory is