Living in the Past

Whenever I know I have to do anything strenuous, I think back to eight years ago today actually, on December 19, 2012, when I was moving a dryer down to the basement, then 20 minutes later had a massive heart attack that almost killed me. Fortunately, with the prompt help of friends and doctors and nurses, I survived. READ MORE

I will never forget that night. Or going to the fireworks in a park, not a parking lot, surrounded by… well… everyone. READ MORE