On a scale of one to ten, my childhood was a solid three. It’s not that I was abused or neglected. I may have even mentioned in one of my other posts, that I really didn’t like being a kid.…
Green Schwinn Stingray
Month: September 2015
Ice, Ice, Baby
When I came of age, I was only nineteen. The federal government bullied the states into raising the drinking age to 21. Fortunately, for me, I slid under the grandfather wire. Turning nineteen didn’t mean that I instantly became a…