I could say here and go on and on about the horrors of the true meaning of Thanksgiving, because there are so many, but due to the fact that only an extremely untraceable amount of Native American heritage I have, and there are still questions as to the connection between my ancestors and the trueContinue reading “An Emotionally Charged Week.”
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Missing My Grandpa on Thanksgiving: 10/22/44-10/20/04
Our Will To Play
Do you remember when we were kidsAnd our imagination weren’t limitedOur whole lives were ahead of usAnd there was no such thing as debtDo you remember the summersBefore we got to oldAnd started caring only for finding gold We were getting highon life and on heliumWe weren’t afraid of emotionsWe’d feel ’em We chaced ourContinue reading “Our Will To Play”
