racism – Balancing on Unstable Surfaces

The Bottle, the Routine and the Flying Wolf

A bottle broke on my head this week. Rather, it hit my head and broke when it landed. I have a 3″ diameter bump on

Last August, I started my family tree and, for some reason, stopped. Well, almost a year later, I started again and finished — sorta. I

My inner child went tree climbing on the Fourth of July and dragged the old adult along. Can you remember the last time, if ever,

The joke would be to say that one of these things is not like the others. The truth is, they are alike. They are three

I had a choice, go along or bring the fire. I was asked to submit memories of my youth in church for a commemorative program.

I froze this week and it was not the two feet of snow or the two degree temperature. It was everything happening and when I

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