I don’t know who I am.
Now don’t get me wrong; I’m not saying I need to find myself, like the popular phrase of the 70s. 778 more words
Growing up in a box canyon along Crooked Creek, I only got to watch TV half the time: the waking hours. Just kidding. Actually, reception was so poor, and my family was so poor — the cows were eating us into bankruptcy — that we only had TV in even-numbered years. 423 more words
Unfortunately I have never had the opportunity of knowing my maternal grandparents, but I have been lucky enough to know my paternal grandparents. I was also lucky enough to have step-grandparents that I have known and love all of my life. 271 more words
Sorry this is so late – I’ve been busy, when I wasn’t sleeping or working I’ve been taking advantage of the parks before my program ends. 1,496 more words