The Great American Road Trip
The early hours of morning always came too soon after bedtime. I can remember my mother would shake me awake …
The early hours of morning always came too soon after bedtime. I can remember my mother would shake me awake …
Summer is winding down here in the South, even if Canada hasn’t gotten the word to start sending down the …
The first time I flew in an airplane I was too small to remember anything about it but one thing …
Fall has rolled back again and that means it’s time for Fall Drive again, or more specifically “Ken’s 11th Annual …
Last week, my grandmother closed the book on her 93 years of life and went on to a better place. …
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