I write tonight, late. I cannot sleep. I’ve been awake for hours, and more than I could imagine, originally. Dreaming of France on this evening, I wonder when I will back on her shores. I dream of Normandy. I would love to see the beaches where our forces fought those oh-so-many years ago. Where …
Day: December 26, 2014
Choose Your Path
When I was a kid, I loved reading those “choose the path” books. For instance, you could choose to have the little girl run across the street to see her friend, or she could stay home. Depending on which one you chose, you were then directed to “go to page 34” or “go to page …