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.
Category: Memories
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…
“Shank You Very Much”: National Family Day (Another Davis Family Adventure)
It wasn’t long before they realized that if they stuck together, they could attack me collectively, like a bunch of paper clips surrounding a strong magnet…
Kenny's Camera, Cooking & Crazy Confessions! 