One of a Kind

Way back when, when I used to dream of being a writer, I saw only the books I would write. For a ten year-old, that was a large enough image.

What I didn’t realize, at the time, was all the unexpected blessings that would come from that dream. Along the way I have been fortunate to meet people I never would have met if it hadn’t been for that dream. Like-minded folks who found their way into my heart and became my friends.

One such person, was Wilfred Bereswill.

We met years ago while he was wor...