Summertime with Nana
I love my Nana the most Nana the most Nana the most I love my Nana the most Yes I do “Nana” is what Cade calls my sister Iris. Yes, she taught him this… Continue reading
I love my Nana the most Nana the most Nana the most I love my Nana the most Yes I do “Nana” is what Cade calls my sister Iris. Yes, she taught him this… Continue reading
What’s the world like through the eyes of innocence? Somewhere over the spectrum I see the wonder. I see the wonder of a world not tainted by ignorance and hatred; where superheroes exist and fairy tales… Continue reading
Seeing so many young people graduating brings back great memories. “What are your plans for the future?” I remember people asking this very question when I myself graduated from high school. I remember the… Continue reading
“Gillette, the best a man can get.” Cade stared in the mirror with one eyebrow raised. His electric razor buzzed as he prepared for a shave. “Dad?” He asked for my attention. “What… Continue reading
“Nice pubes!” my nephew jokingly exclaimed as Cade walked down the hallway. Cade was feeling fresh and clean as he strutted carefree with his towel in hand. “Cover up your hoo-ha Cade,” he told… Continue reading