Doomed

There was more than a modicum of fear associated with this move. I spent the rest of the week perseverating over the tiniest of details. How long is the flight? What if I have to go to the restroom on the flight? How will I get around on base? I don’t have a car. I…

Father Knows Best – Part I

Ask & You Shall Receive One of my fondest memories from my childhood was our Christmas tradition of looking through the Sears catalog — taking time to dog-ear the pages with our favorite things. My cousin Grady¬†would write our annual letter to my Aunt JoAnna who lived in San Francisco at the time. She spoiled…