When my daughter returned from Greece, after her long summer there, memories of us as a family and our time together came flooding back to me. I have been in deep thought for a while now and the reason why I've been absent from this blog. For as long as I can remember, I've kept... Continue Reading →
I remember those Streets of Bakersfield all too well
Buck Owens knew exactly what he was talking about when he mentioned the judging that goes on in Bakersfield, and relatives are no exception to that rule. I sure wish I would have prepared myself better before spending the summer there in 2013. All I was looking for were better opportunities in a huge city... Continue Reading →
Fever inside the Storm 