Memoirs

Good Old Bay

During a recent walk down the snack aisle of my neighborhood grocery store, a certain bag of unhealthy Herr’s potato chips caught my eye. A little distraught because of the healthy diet I have recently worked so hard to adopt, my guard went down and I could just about smell the goodness of the contents… Read More Good Old Bay

Memoirs

What She Left Us

Childhood was a brief confluence of fantasy and reality. It started out with the rolling hills of our eight, wooded acres. It ran with our horses and dogs and jumped with the fish that our dogs hoped to catch. It rode the breeze that wafted unbroken fields of flowers in a neighborhood of five houses… Read More What She Left Us