today, i’m heading east. to the shore. it will be the second family christmas in delaware, and i can’t wait. the food, the drink, the laughter; the presents, the pictures, the music; and, of course, the people. my people. my family. w.j.b. my father. our likeness is so much more than skin deep. my free [...]
where did you come from, baby dear? out of the everywhere and into here. (george macdonald)
my granddad, jack patrick, was born on this day in 1923. love is thicker than forget (e.e.cummings)
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