My brother Tom drank their Coca-Cola, squirreled away their gifted candy bars, he would run their errands and he would get “thank yous” and quarters from the American GIs in occupied Seoul. He… Continue reading
31 Years with my Smiling Steve
Oh Yes, everyday was a splendid day when Marsha got to dress herself
The seasons came and went…by the time May rolled back around, Marsha was comfortable with her writer’s block.
Steve and Marsha (self portrait)