September 17 – a memory you would love to relive.
a memory you would love to relive… {there are so many} The air in the house was stifling. July was bleeding into August with a fiery haze. Windows were open, ceiling fans cranked high, glasses of iced water littered the kitchen table. I walked into the den to find my father laying on the ground in his shorts with his arms splayed out, a stack of cds leaning at his feet, listening to ... continue reading →