Journal Entry 12.13.2016 – Memories of Christmas lights

It is 5:55 AM.  I woke up around 4:30, drank a shot of wheatgrass, put away dry dishes and washed the dirty ones, made coffee, meditated, added to a post about my Grandpa and wished my childhood friend Ryan a happy 40th birthday.  Still left to do are:  write this post, study Japanese, put Sega…… Continue reading Journal Entry 12.13.2016 – Memories of Christmas lights

Growing up in Golfview Woods – My Memoir

They say that old houses have memories and a distinct atmosphere created by the various inhabitants and what has occurred inside its walls over the decades.  Time passes, children grow and families move away; yet each one leaves something behind which add to the character of the house.  It could be something material such as…… Continue reading Growing up in Golfview Woods – My Memoir