There Ain't no rest for the Wicked

Well. Life has been super hectic, and I thought for sure I’d squeeze in another newsletter edition, an official one by the end of May. Not that one where I shared some of my dad’s young man’s thoughts. However, life comes fast, as they say. We moved. And it all went down dang fast. We’re still unpacking and will be for a while, but we have a house that we love. 

And now, I’m sitting here, with some actual time to write, and thinking about Pat Robertson of all people. And during Pride Month. What ...