August 6th, 2021
RIP Frank Mitchell
My sweet brother died 7 years ago today. I still miss him. He will always be with me. Here’s something I wrote the morning he died: I normally wake up at 3:15 a.m. on weekdays for morning radio. On Wednesday morning, the phone rang at 2 a.m. That’s never a good thing. It was my niece. She told me my
January 2nd, 2017
Happy New Year!
I’ve taken a few days completely off–well if chasing a 3 year old and a 14 month old around is off, then I was off. I understand why you have children when you are young because it’s exhausting when you’re my age. I’m ready with the syllabus from one class and the syllabus from the other class will be out
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