But the real joy of the day isn’t just the music or the memories — it’s knowing I’ve passed this tradition down to my sons, and now I get to share it with their children…
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It's photography, recipes and madness. It's laughter, it's lessons, it's life…
But the real joy of the day isn’t just the music or the memories — it’s knowing I’ve passed this tradition down to my sons, and now I get to share it with their children…
I don’t just talk to fill silence. I talk because there’s meaning in the experience…
“For a moment, I was angry. He’d ruined it. After everything I’d endured to stand there, he had stolen my scene…”
Every head in the theater turned gingerly around, looking back to see who it was that basically told everybody to get out of the pool.
That was 40 years ago, yesterday. The boy on that bus had no idea the man he’d become – or how different the road would look…
But whether I’m talking about childhood memories, photography, recipes, movie reviews, comedic listicles, church lessons, dating mishaps, or the echo of slavery still ringing in today’s policies—my blog is my legacy.