I wish I could remember the last time I held that icy cold barbwire in my hand…I let go, not realizing what I had done. It was such a casual thing to do on Thanksgiving morning, touching barbwire that is. There it was, right behind the old house separating the yard and the woods. OnContinue reading “Frosted Barbwire”
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A Thanksgiving Re-Membering
It was probably 22 years ago when I made the comment that would follow me the rest of my days. I was a 13 year old kid riding in the back seat of my parents car on the way to West Virginia for Thanksgiving. My mother, always the astute observant one, said, “well today isContinue reading “A Thanksgiving Re-Membering”