My childhood was filled with long days spent outside wandering the 'hundred acre' wood of our East Texas home and perfect evenings spent gathered around our family dinner table and then on my father's lap, listening to great stories: both of his own fabrication and of great literature, like The Book of Virtues, Winnie-ther-Pooh and The Berenstain Bears. (Sarcasm intended.)
Now, I will to record my adulthood, in an effort to better capture these long days and perfect evenings spent with my new family. This begins my personal "Book of Virtues".
Monday, June 15, 2009
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