I Got the Boot… Three Times
Sometimes I’m not sure if I get on some sort of unconscious jag that makes me seek out groupings of things or if I just happen to be moving across a sticky thread of...
Tagged: shoe house
Day 1: Dipping Below the Mason-Dixon Line
During the night I’d been awakened by rain pouring down the gutter drainpipe outside. It sounded like a steam train was chugging by our bedroom window with big whooshes of wind tearing through the...
Dreams Do Come True: Visiting the Haines Shoe House
There is no rhyme or reason why some things take up residence in your imagination. For years now, I have had a hankering to visit the Haines Shoe House. Kenny and I passed it...
