It has been another long and miserable day ferrying scrap metal and hazardous materials across the state and I am tired. I don't complain much, as it still it beats driving over the road because I am home every night. I activate the remote for the garage and slow the Harley down so I don't have to come to a dead stop to wait for the door to open. The absence of my wife's car reminds me that she is attending an out of stat...
Holiday Heart (Eve Gaal) Like a string of Christmas lights your life began with little cards and greetings. Godparents, grandparents and neighbors welcomed you into the world. Holidays and birthdays, added to the delicate string. Propped on your nightstand you enjoyed the funny sayings, smiling characters— Blinking, bursting with joy. You try remembering the old cards you wish you saved. Nostalgic and dog-eared, some work...
