You May Say I’m a Dreamer

A couple of weeks ago, over Thanksgiving dinner (was it really two weeks ago already?!), we were sitting around the table, working our way toward a tryptophan coma, when my cousin made a comment about the shirt I was wearing. “John Lennon, eh?” he said. “Yep,” I replied. I mean, what else could I say?Continue reading “You May Say I’m a Dreamer”