A Wedding and a Funeral…

Don’t stop believin’ “ It’s 106 miles to Chicago, we’ve got a full tank, half pack of cigarettes, it’s dark out, and we’re wearing sunglasses. Hit it.” As I mentioned in my last post, I have been away for a little while (well, from posting here at least).  Life happened and I just couldn’t put myContinue reading “A Wedding and a Funeral…”