“I’m looking for my husband,” the woman explains, as I hold the leather upholstered door open to her. “Well, I hope you find Mr. Right,” I joke. “Looks like there are plenty of eligible husbands inside of the hall today.” This is typical repartee with … Continue reading
“I’m looking for my husband,” the woman explains, as I hold the leather upholstered door open to her. “Well, I hope you find Mr. Right,” I joke. “Looks like there are plenty of eligible husbands inside of the hall today.” This is typical repartee with … Continue reading
By the time I crawled into bed after seeing my first rock concert, it was nearly three in the morning, yet I found the energy to scribble in my beloved red diary. “FANTASTIC!!!!!!” I wrote in my loopy adolescent script. It stretched across an entire li… Continue reading