As I'm writing this, Ray and I are 'stranded' in Ocho Rios, Jamaica, our flight delayed due to the winter storms back home. I'm also sitting on a beach listening to the waves crash against the shore, so I'm not expecting much sympathy. Our 25th wedding anniversary was in March 2020, so covid canceled and … Continue reading Public Nudity and Pickleball (but not at the same time) →