My Way of Living [02/17/17] 

  • Excuse me, but have we met before?

    At the local Elementary school there used to be a parade of beautiful pale pink cherry trees scattering their blossoms all along the sidewalk each spring. They were a little like the beauty queens of White Rock in the spring, but after they finished blooming, it was like “girls gone wild, and even wilder.” Taunting branches wound …