Letters to My Granddaughter, No. 58
[March 1, 2024] Karma is a mean dog sometimes. The first time I’d ever heard of it, I thought “moonshine” was some disease, and after tasting the vile stuff, I had no reason to alter my mind. As a struggling High School student (I wouldn’t say I liked school), I was attracted to some unsavory types. Bad choices,… Read More »