Skimming the Surface
You won’t know it by looking at me. I won’t know it looking at you. The REAL ME. The REAL
Community Call
It was small-town America in the 1970’s and 80’s. Basketball and softball games, parties, church gatherings, neighborhood garage sales, bonfires,
Dirt, Digestion, and Decisions
All that mattered was the dirt and a few toys. With happy tears, my mind drifted to two decades ago