Earlier this month I wrote about saying goodbye to my old Volvo. I told of how the car’s radio, broken for years, had magically sparked to life as I took the old gal out for her last ride. The…
Goya Joy-a
The other night at the old painting studio, my mentor kept saying, “Where’s the radio station with the Christmas Songs? I look forward to those songs all year! Where’s the station?” My friend Nicole and I were…