Sometimes, Charlie drives when we go to Louisville. I like that, because I can snap pictures of interesting doors as we whizz past. It doesn’t make for good focus, and it doesn’t make for good composition. I do have a couple of nice ones, though.…

Corydon is all spruced up these days. Back when I was little, when caves had just been invented, there was some kind of national drive to encourage people to beautify their property. Every spring, School would send home flyers announcing CLEAN UP, FIX UP, PAINT…

Since my mother’s passing, I’ve been doing a lot of paperwork. I had to get an Affidavit (what, in Dickens, the lower characters called an “affy davey”) of Something-Or-Other proving I’m legally authorized to claim the stuff Mom considered too small to put in both…

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