The Other Side of the River

Maybe you were a little like me growing up and you just wanted to fit in (But you couldn’t). In my case it was usually because I was the new kid – over and over again! Being accepted like one of the others was a premium that somehow I was never quite able to pay. …

When the Cows Come Home

        There they were in the middle of the road in front of our pick-up. In that situation you need to just put the truck in park and enjoy the scenery because cows never hurry to do anything they don’t want to do. When people say they’ll wait till the cows come…