After much chagrin and frustration, I have finally convinced Domestic Despot Osama bin KAREN to let me put together a mid-week trip up in the High Sierras of California and then over to the coast for a stop at my big brother Ed’s in Ventura for a few days. I have fond memories of Ventura,Continue reading “Road Trip”
Category Archives: Family
Grandpas
I was not particularly close with my Mom’s father. I seemed to be at the end of a long line of nieces and nephews all vying for attention from The Man. I was okay with that. I know he was a tough guy working at a slaughterhouse for many years. I guess that’s where myContinue reading “Grandpas”
