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
Rocky Mountain High
I’ve flown through the Denver Airport on the way to other places but my niece moved there a couple of years ago and now my other niece and my sister in law will be moving out there also. So I figured Aunt Marnie needed to check it out. One of the best storytellers So I’ll head out this afternoon and
The Way Forward
I am a busy person. Too busy, you may ask? And at times, I’d have to say yes. This is one of those times. So, I’ve got to manage my way through this. I have a plan for now until the middle of May and then I’ll be out of school until August. I don’t have a big trip planned
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