I went to YMCA day camp for a couple of summers, I’ll guess when I was 9 and 10. I can’t remember exactly where Camp Hamilton was, though I’m reasonably sure it was north of Anniston a piece, maybe not quite all the way to Jacksonville. I can’t confirm its continued existence with a casual … Read more
Really? Sheesh. I can’t say I was ever a huge Whitney Houston fan, but she definitely first hit during some very formative years of mine. She was one of the first women I ever looked at and thought “how could anyone be that good-looking?” (That was probably the video for “How Will I Know?”) Nancy, … Read more
A couple of you have asked me when I’m going to write about Planned Parenthood, Komen, Catholics, insurance, and so forth. I don’t know. Sometime. I want to. It’s too big for the time I usually give myself for a post, and I haven’t figured out to my satisfaction how to break it down into … Read more