Detours on the road to serenity
Last week, when Patrick drove home from choir practice and backed into the garage, I did something bizarre. I did not suck the oxygen from the car, offer advice, and shriek “Don’t hit the recycle bin!” […]
Last week, when Patrick drove home from choir practice and backed into the garage, I did something bizarre. I did not suck the oxygen from the car, offer advice, and shriek “Don’t hit the recycle bin!” […]
SLIGHTLY OFF THE MARK Did you hear about the pothole that swallowed Cleveland? It spit the city back out. Thought it didn’t have good taste. Actually, a few years ago I wrote a story […]