Keeping it Real Storytelling
We received our silly “Bouncin’ Snowman” in the mail circa 2004; a Christmas gift from my mom’s second cousin, Gwen. He stood about 15 inches tall, dressed in a red fur Santa-like jacket and green mittens and green hat. He wore a red and green…

“The water is wide, I can’t cross overAnd neither have I wings to fly.Give me a boat that can carry twoAnd both shall row my…

I only had one grandmother growing up. She was my dad’s mother, and she was kind, full of class, and very independent-minded. She was also…

It really all started with Instagram. When the new year began, I finally decided to join. At its most basic, I always considered it a…