Is it really possible to travel back in time? Some say yes, some say no.
All in Family
The Shipley side of my family has a habit of saying, “Well…”, in a thoughtful, drawling sort of way as a catch-all response to almost any kind of conversational interlude.
After 40-some years of hanging out on the planet it finally occurred to me to wonder where I came from.
There was a piano in the parlor of my grandparent’s house.
There once was a little girl, who wrote a little poem, about a moon that wasn’t there.
He was a rake and a ramblin’ boy from the day he first put a paw into this world.
There is an allure to the far away and unknown. A glamor that attaches to anything shrouded in mystery.
She’s a southern belle, sweet, gracious, and charming.
Searching for the Raintree
I suppose most folks will have no idea of what a “Raintree” might be, or why anyone would want to search for it. Had you been born a hundred years ago, you probably would know.