Sometimes I wonder just what in the hell goes through Bear’s head.. and then there are times, like now, when I wish to God I hadn’t been made privy to it.
Sometimes I wonder just what in the hell goes through Bear’s head.. and then there are times, like now, when I wish to God I hadn’t been made privy to it.
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Letters from the women in my family to their mothers from 1910-1980.
The art of losing
The Life and Times of a retired Soldier, Boxer, Pilot, Husband, Father and Grandfather
tales of untruths
My memoir. Where I cuss a lot.
Dear Diary...