“I’m selling my house, getting rid of everything, and moving to Florida,” my 83-year-old father barked in the cantankerous tone that had become standard for him in recent years.
“I’m selling my house, getting rid of everything, and moving to Florida,” my 83-year-old father barked in the cantankerous tone that had become standard for him in recent years.
Sometimes, I took my role as military spouse handywoman too far…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets
“The country’s going to Hell in a hand basket!” I’ve heard. I recoil and wonder, could it be true?