Everything Has A Place

Every night, as I wind down from cottage activity and begin to get ready for bed, I go through a bit of a ritual. Just inside my apartment, I have a little shelf where I start unpacking the contents of my pockets. My wallet has a place where it belongs. Any loose change that I […]

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Madison Mansion

In April of 2005, I was single (nothing wrong with that) with no prospects of a relationship on the horizon, let alone marriage. I had a job that I enjoyed but was making very little money, so I had been living with six other guys in this house in Charleston, IL. We referred to our […]

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