The human face of a hot button
When this movie ended, everyone in the audience just sat there for a few minutes, trying to pull ourselves back together. As we filed out, still blubbering, the theatre manager said
May 4, 2008
When this movie ended, everyone in the audience just sat there for a few minutes, trying to pull ourselves back together. As we filed out, still blubbering, the theatre manager said
“My mother is a poem I’ll never be able to write though everything I write is a poem to my mother.” —Sharon Doubiago, Hard Country Thanks Mom. I
I made a donation to Brenda’s auction. The winning bidder gets a weekend stay in my guest house, where you’ll see I’m not exaggerating about “The View From Here.” I’ll