In my new Substack post, To Grandfather’s House We Go.
Dark Tate R. Hole, PhD lore but hopefully pretty funny and lighthearted despite the circumstances…
Grandma has been taking writing classes in her retirement and just had her first poetry booklet published! 👏🏼👏🏼
This poem is about the passing of a neighbour her retirement village...
in tight contention for my #1 favorite physical activity, especially when your willing participant has a good ratio of scalp scratching and head squeezing to hair twirling. Can even outrank sex on a good day.
