My St. Louis

Here it is the end of July and I haven’t gone camping yet. The kids and I will next week. Sometimes I think I could live in a tent. In t...

Sometimes I go through old photos for inspiration for my posts. I noticed my state of being at a particular time was pretty well illustrated...

I don’t know if I was in a hurry to get out and start my life as an adult. Maybe I just wanted the convenience of mobility. My personal trea...

This and my political blog are works in progress. You may have noticed a post can change from day to day. I'm not really a morning perso...

I remember holding my mother’s hand as we walked to the hospital where I would be born. I was almost a teenager before it occurred to me it ...