Tag Archives: altered
Personal Take Cont. (WT, as well)
I came home from the hospital to a totally different environment than the one I had left beneath the rear wheel of my father’s big black Pontiac. My world had been altered and, when I looked in the mirror, … Continue reading
9/11 A Loss of Innocence
This is my journal entry from earlier this morning: Anniversary of 9/11 today. Just writing out those numbers brings back the memory of that morning, turning on the TV, and watching in stricken horror as that plane curved around and … Continue reading