We are all collections , the sum of our parts, our histories, bundled and packaged into one body. Inside my 56, I am the 5 year old blowing dandelion seeds in the wind, learning to a ride bike on gravel roads, making mud pies on the farm. I am 10, scouring the bookmobile library for […]
My father was a man of integrity. He was man of the handshake era where once a deal was struck both parties loved forward in trust. He was loyal to a fault, trustworthy, honest and always told the truth-even if it hurt your feelings.I noted these values long ago and they are words to live by; […]
Kathy Pardell 