My dad and I had a very complicated, and sometimes adversarial, relationship. We shared the same name, but other than that there wasn’t a whole lot that we had in common. However, he was my dad and I loved him. He’s been gone now for almost 8 years, and there is not a day that goes by that I don’t miss him. Happy birthday, Pops!
Pope Francis
Although, as they say, I don’t have a horse in this race (I’m not Roman Catholic), I am very saddened to hear of the death of Pope Francis....
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My Uncle Tolen passed away over the weekend. He was one of the most caring, loving, and loyal individuals I’ve ever known. A civil engineer... -
Today, my friend Kristina and I visited the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs, Colorado. And we got the biggest surprise - we ran into...
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