During the pandemic years, while so many people jumped online, I felt compelled to go the other way–choosing not to add to the online cacophony until I felt I had something vital to say. So here it is.
New Story
Frog Tale – a love story
It was July of 1969. In our paneled den in Bremerton, Washington my dad, mom and I sat in front of a new Heath-kit TV my dad had built and watched Neil Armstrong plant an American flag on the moon. โOne small step for man, one giant leap for mankind.โ I was ten years old, and I was all in. Soon,...