When I write about a 15-year old, I jump, I return to the days when I was that age. It’s like a time machine. I can remember everything. I can feel the wind. I can smell the air. Very actually. Very vividly. less than 1 minute read
My biggest hero, Gregory Peck, was my birthday present on April 14, 1973. I just sat and stared at him. less than 1 minute read
I often buy myself presents. Sometimes I will spend $100,000 in one day in a posh boutique. less than 1 minute read
When someone asks if you’d like cake or pie, why not say you want cake and pie? less than 1 minute read
