Grief is a private thing for me, and I learned that early on.
The implications of an absentee grandfather.
I was having an overdramatic stare off with my computer screen and Lettertobob.doc was winning.
Yvonne and Betty Boop go way back.
I can’t remember much of what we talked about back then, but I know that at least one of us was miserable most of the time.
My journey took an unexpected turn.
Another tale from Mike S.
A tricky story with some bad/good news.