Category Archives: Dusty Box

Simple Wisedom Of Old Rock

–I post this tonight with my daughter’s boyfriend in mind.  He is a 16 year old young man who lost his only sibling, his older brother, to cancer 3 years ago.  Still struggling with this huge loss, he faced last … Continue reading

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Droopy Ass Jeans – Then and Now

In those days, droopy jeans were never seen worn like this so that’s why this was and edgy pic. Continue reading

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Pretty Sure This Will Get My PTA Card Burned

I read this again last night and screamed in laughter, remembering writing this. It was in a packet of writings in the dusty old box from 1988. Continue reading

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I Miss Being Fearless And Inspired

The professor wrote comments and I look back now and wished I had followed through with him and the creative writing he taught. Continue reading

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