This morning I spent some time with one of my favorite ancestors. Uncle Jimmy was more than just kinfolk. He was like my second father. Jimmy was the kindest man you would ever meet. He was the oldest male of nine children born after the eldest, Aunt Patsy. He grew up on a small farmContinue reading “Time with My Ancestors”
All things Polytheism, Artillery, and Sasquatch
Crusty Old Smoke 