Monthly Archives: August 2017

I was just four years old the last time the moon passed across the sun casting a shadow over such a wide section of the United States. It was wintertime in New England and I remember making one of those … Continue reading →

Let us be lovers, We’ll marry our fortunes together. And we walked off To look for America. Gloria and I long ago married our fortunes together. We had about a buck-fifty between us when we met nearly 25 years ago … Continue reading →