In the days leading up to the Cub Scout camping trip that we went on in October, my son asked over and over if we would be able to go fishing while we were there. He had asked to go fishing numerous… Read More ›
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Time
Sunday was my 38th birthday. I’m not sure how that happened. I understand the conception and birth thing. Time has passed, and so on. What I don’t understand is how I can be two years shy of forty when on… Read More ›
