A long time ago I was a kid staying with Auny Carol and Uncle Art in New Jersey.  It was 1 April and Uncle Art was going to work early so I got up in the dark - before anyone was up - emptied the sugar bowl and filled it with sal...

When I first moved to Benson AZ, I didn't know a soul outside my family, Art and Carol were the first to befriend me.  I thought they were such odd people, a  divorced couple hanging out as friends, in my little young mind at that time...

Dad was an important part of who I have become. He taught me to be a good person, to not discriminate, to not judge, or hate. He was always about doing what is best for others when I was growing up. I remember him being very passionate about the Gol...