Those swirling tempests

“… words gifted on the Herring Run in Baltimore City …”

My reflections on Thanksgiving before it morphs into a hustle

My ongoing journey throughout life has taught me a great many things; often it has shown me to be naïve about a multitude of issues, much to my dismay. Thanksgiving is one those instances that has always driven my naiveté home for me, in that I took the affinity I had for it for granted.Continue reading “My reflections on Thanksgiving before it morphs into a hustle”