My first visit to my island paradise was seventy years ago when my Mom and Dad dragged me along.
Life Goes On
The Patriarch of the Foster Clan…
As it stands, I guess I'm the "patriarch" because I'm still upright and breathing.
Fate…or Chance…or Neither?
It's like being in a boat on the lake in a fog.
Tuba or Not Tuba, That is the Question…
A connection between a big brass instrument and a once-popular TV show?