An Ode to my UB
This is not sad. I thought it would be. But it really makes my heart smile instead. My Uncle Bob was a delight to me. As a kid, I couldn’t…
I Tip My Hat, to My Hats. Fare thee well.
I didn’t count the hats. It’s surprising because I counted so many other things during that year. THE year. That time I’ve started referring to as “back when I was…