“John, do you like fried chickens?” Not “chicken”.  Chickens.  With an “s”. Even though it was almost 28 years ago I can still hear those words, spoken with a slight German accent by Bob, whom I had just met two … Continue reading →

The following piece is something I wrote for a Facebook Group of which I am a part.  The group is called “Memories of Growing Up in Mexico, Missouri”.    And I did. (grow up in Mexico).     Much of the conversation … Continue reading →