Category Archives: Biographical
I was plopped in the River Mike on December 19, 1946, in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma at 4:45 in the morning. And thus my journey began. This is the section where I’ll share stories from the trip so far.
Several years ago I gave my spurs to my eldest daughter, Amy. They are special to me because of the memories attached to them, so I wouldn’t give them to just anyone. But because she is particularly sentimental I knew … Continue reading
I love Mexico. And Mazatlan is an awesome place to live; but, like anywhere else on the planet, it has it’s downside. Someone stole a new lawn chair from our roof. I’m not sure exactly when. We’ve only owned it … Continue reading