Happiness. It's relative.
I haven’t written about it for a long time. When I wrote about it, it was still oddly fresh, even though it had happened so many years before. That’s what the first telling is always like. After the first time I wrote about my… Continue Reading “36 Years Later”
A bad man walked into a church and he shot a baby. Do we need to know anything else? Have you ever held a baby? This baby, a little boy, was 18 months old. Have you ever held an 18-month old baby? Ever felt that… Continue Reading “He Shot a Baby”
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