Trying to crawl out the pit that I’m in. It’s good that I’ve stop digging for the most part. But even with friends, getting out will be difficult at best. Should I be satisfied that I stop digging and learn to live in this hole that I’ve dug for myself?
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Apple Hill is so yesterday. Walnut picking is the new hotness.
My father, Joseph Haywood Rogers Jr. passed away in Bremerton on September 21, 2019. He was 86 years old. Born in Portsmouth, Virginia during the Great Depression to Joseph and Viola Rogers, Joseph graduated from Saint Leo College and was … Continue reading
The answers that I were afraid of are going to go with him to the grave. Going to have to accept it and move on, whatever that entails.
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At the A’s game, seventh inning stretch. Me: “…so let’s root, root for the Giants!” Oops. Forgot where I was at.
