In 1968 Jack Kent [https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jack_Kent_(illustrator)]
published a children’s book. I was three years old. I don’t know when it came
into my life, but
And I already have new neighbors. A family moves out one day and the new family
is already in the next day. This has happened twice on my street in the past
couple
My neighbors spent the entire day packing a UHaul van. I don’t envy them as it
was 90 degrees. They were still at it late at night, putting a car on the
The Google Street View car went down my street. I hope it got a better picture
of me than I got of it. I need to remember to check to see if I
I can understand why I am nostalgia for the 1970s. It was the time of my idyllic
childhood. But I wonder why my subconscious, dreaming brain keeps decorating its
nocturnal worlds with shag