“Where to?” “Anderson Cancer Center,” I said. The driver sneaked a look at me in the rearview mirror before he…
Cars, trucks, and heavy transports bustle down the busy thoroughfare known as Preston Street. A vital link between the city…
I remember as if it were yesterday, when I would stop in to see Mom and Dad after work. They…
SAPLING Sunday mornings, Mom attends mass at St. Ambrose Church while Dad takes me to High Park where I play…
“Since the house is on fire, let us warm ourselves.” (Italian proverb) Monday, 9 a.m. Not writing. Dim, dreary…
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