Not getting the discrediting face they had hoped from their parents, each kid looked back at me to learn more about the legendary demon woman…
Category: Memories
B, I, N-G-O And Beatdown Was His Name-O aka “Night Of The (Assisted) Living Dead”
Complete silence. I looked around the room and everyone was looking at me like I was a Klan member whose car broke down in the middle of Harlem. I slowly lowered my hand as the game master came over and sat the basket down before verifying my card.
Retail Re-Tales: Pick A Bag. Any Bag…
While loading one of the bags, I saw in my peripheral view, a multi-colored bag in the cart next to mine. It didn’t take a super-sleuth to figure out what had just happened…
Turning 55: It Ain’t The Destination, It’s The Journey. The View Along The Way…
A wonderful way to start my day. It was the first of many beautiful things I would enjoy between gifts, hugs, laughs, a good birthday dinner and the joy of family…
Christmas Presence Over Presents
But what stood out to me was how he smiled during his silent moments…
Daddy Was The REAL “Godfather”
To have my father as an ally was a blessing. To have him as an enemy, well, that’s an entirely different matter altogether…
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