I’m cleaning out the closets and nooks and crannies behind the scenes here at the lighthouse. I have taken a break from writing. Yep, I have put down my pen and picked up the broom and started organizing and compiling and tossing and brainstorming. Doing some of that…”Hmm..did I write that? Hmm. Wow..did I write that? Oh..gosh, yuck, did I… Read More
Remembering Pen Pals…
Third Grade. Small little red brick school in a backward farm town in Nowhere, Ohio. The type of school you would drive by your way to somewhere else and take a moment to gaze at the bell in the steeple and wonder if it ever rang. It didn’t. It had long ago succumbed to rust and neglect back in the days before partitions had… Read More