My parents emailed me this article this morning. It is about my dad's cousin Jocko and his wife Nancy. It may be a bit depressing, but it embodies love in its most potent form. I'd never met two people quite the same and never as much in love ( Read more... )

For my grandfather ( Read more... )

They say that curiosity killed the cat. In my case, domestication must have bred them. Since as long as I can remember, I have counted a cat as a member of my household. When I was the ripe age of one, my parents bought me my first cat Miranda, of course I was completely coherent enough to appreciate their sentimentality. Yeah, sure. After and ( Read more... )

Yesterday, Joye had to go get her car fixed in Aiken and I, having the day off as well, was dying to see Reese so I opted to tag along. The ride there was fairly uneventful...stopped at Love's gas station in Orangeburg to buy gas, water, and Wonka bars. Joye dropped me off at home and then went to get her car fixed and have lunch with her mom. I ( Read more... )