Atlanta, GA
March 8, 2025
Today’s my brother’s birthday. Out of respect, I won’t divulge his age… other than to say that four years ago he’d lived half a century.
When you turn fifty, you begin to feel old. When your younger brother turns fifty, the hankering for prune juice becomes insatiable.
Suddenly, the urge to go to bed early, get up in the middle of …
