Clean Up. Clean Out. Clean In.
It was Thanksgiving morning and my family were all coming in for our annual festivities. I was in the kitchen and getting my turkey ready for the oven. I walked over to my dining room table and the sun was coming in like a force-field. And, what to my wandering eyes would appear — under…
I Believe I Can Fly
As a Private Pilot, when I hear that song “I Believe I Can Fly”, I have extra help with the notion of flying. We had a single engine Cessna 182 that was a sweet ride, and we logged many hours flying across this great country. I’ve only flown an airplane once since my Honey’s promotion…