The continuing saga of my travel adventures

 My history with airlines over the years had been – um – interesting. I’ve flown twice with no identification – left my wallet once in a park in Los Angeles and the other time in my sister’s cottage in Vermont. I had no other IDs with me....
Of two gardens in my life and how they grew

Of two gardens in my life and how they grew

  ‘Tis the season – for corn on the cob! Does anyone not love it? My earliest memories of having this bit of heaven on earth date back to when Don Smith had a big garden where the St. Cecelia parking lot is now. Don and Dot lived in the little house on the...