Many mornings this fall I faintly hear the drum beats of a marching band. It brings back memories. No, I am not hearing things in my head. The high school is just down the street. In my school days, I … Continue reading
Many mornings this fall I faintly hear the drum beats of a marching band. It brings back memories. No, I am not hearing things in my head. The high school is just down the street. In my school days, I … Continue reading