Forty laps around the sun and counting. Working each day to be a better husband, father, brother, son, uncle, friend, person. Writing to respect the past, reflect on the present, and shape the path ahead.
My literary stew slow cooked with some aged laughs, a few tears, slices of controversy, a pinch of sarcasm, and a double serving of freshly grown grattiddue.
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