Or rather, an ode to my ex-mother-in-law It’s funny but as I’m sitting here, relaxing, thinking about the past, I cannot for the life of me remember a good love moment between my ex and me. I cannot think of … Continue reading
Playing in East City, Peterborough 1970s style Winter Eating warmed honeybuns at East City Coffee Shop Getting the wind knocked out of me tobogganing on Armour’s Hill Spring Taking in a late-night baseball game at East City Bowl … Continue reading
Just this morning I awoke before my alarm and immediately thought about her. Was it tendrils from a lingering dream? Was it that her sister was playing with her old stuffie just the day before? Was it the change in … Continue reading