For Those I Love Back Home

  I come from a small town.  We spent our time walking down to the corner store to get candy, riding four wheelers in the backyard, and snooping in everybody’s business.  My neighbor would wait on her porch for me to return home from dates, effectively quashing any front-door kissing shenanigans.  If I drove too recklessly, my mother always received an admonishing phone … Read More