Wiping the sweat from my brow I called a halt to the crew Essay
Wiping the sweat from my brow I called a halt to the crew. Phil and I dumped our packs and found a comfy boulder to rest on. I looked back to where the last guys were coming from back down the trail. ...
You better enjoy ’em while you can, a man says as he passes my son and I playing at the park Essay
“You better enjoy ’em while you can,” a man says as he passes my son and I playing at the park. “I know, ” I reply glancing at my son, “it seems like yesterday he was a tiny baby. I wish h...