I was a race-car driver, part 2

Follow me This is Part 2 of a two-part story, so if you missed the first installment, here it is. A quick recap: My brother Mark had entered his custom-made…
Read moreFollow me This is Part 2 of a two-part story, so if you missed the first installment, here it is. A quick recap: My brother Mark had entered his custom-made…
Read moreFollow me So I have a confession to make . . . something that will startle and (hopefully) amuse you. Here it is: every time I get behind the wheel…
Read moreFollow me 1. It’s happening. When I get up for my crazy-early walks in the morning, the sun is not yet up at 5:30 anymore. The sun is not rising…
Read moreFollow me Our building project is taking on a fervor and an excitement and a red-rimmed-eyes-and-a-sun-burnt-scalpness to it that was heretofore unknown. We’re all just ready for it to be…
Read moreFollow me My baby sister Mollie was the cutest baby in the world. I remember her very distinctly, since I was a teenager when she was born. She was our…
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