There was a time when I loved a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. It was one of many fond memories of life with my grandparents in that little post WWII rambler in Bloomington, MN. For some reason, the ones my…
Regular readers of this blog may have figured out by now, I was a pretty inquisitive kid. If something piqued my interest, I explored it to its fullest. As I said in some other post on this site, to ask…
I never much like being a child. It’s not that my childhood was difficult. Some were better, others worse. It was my role in life as a child I didn’t care for. I also really didn’t enjoy hanging out with…