I found this story under a rock a while ago. (figuratively speaking) ...Which is fitting, because it's a tale of things hidden under a rock. (figuratively speaking) It starts on a farm My Granddaddy John grew up on a farm in Virginia. It was a big farm. It is possible that his family owned slaves … Continue reading WWII, Australia, Paintings, Families, Rocks
I want to ride a recumbent bicycle in Kauai.