Was a good friend of mine. Never understood a single word he said, but I helped him drink his wine.
And he always had really fine wine! Continue reading “Jeremiah was a bullfrog”
Was a good friend of mine. Never understood a single word he said, but I helped him drink his wine.
And he always had really fine wine! Continue reading “Jeremiah was a bullfrog”
*UPDATE* on 2 February. This morning this article was updated, and it falls into my blog thoughts. I pray when the forced killing comes, I have the strength of the heroes I talk about in my post.
I recently wrote to my priest friends, you know, the school I was expelled from. I said to Fr Jared that I worry about raising my kids in today’s society. I said, “please God they come for me first. ” I will explain at the end.
This might not be a happy post, but I will not be silent. Continue reading “Kill me first”