The spring I was ten we moved to a new home in a new town. We kids faced new schools, new friends, never entering Dad’s home office, and not knowing who hung up when one of us kids answered. Answering… Read More ›
Life is fleeting, moving swiftly along through good times and bad; leaving behind memories. . .
As we jumped up and down and encouraged the lobsters to move as quickly as possible, I realized that the lobsters had no way of opening the back door let along making it the 50 miles from our house to the ocean.