The Old Man At Our Door

An elderly gent came loudly rapping, rapping on our chamber door.  It sounds almost poetic when I write it like that.  Here’s what actually happened–the frail old man almost beat down our front door with his cane.  At first, roommate/best friend Sarah and I thought the UPS man was knocking a little too enthusiastically.  TheContinue reading “The Old Man At Our Door”