Happiness. It's relative.
Yesterday, in Milwaukee, people wearing homemade masks stood with their hands in their pockets, lined up six feet apart in the sun and then later in the rain, waited in lines that curved around city blocks, many of them for hours, so they could… Continue Reading “Courage Curveball”
Once again I am ensnared in the plans of my friend, Karen. This time I am to drive our truck through the city tomorrow, Election Day, along with a companion who will play music and shout out to folks who look like they haven’t… Continue Reading “99 New: Truckin’”
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