This Memorial Day Weekend, I headed (solo—no children) to my
parent’s home in Bristol, Tennessee. You may have heard of Bristol, as it is a
“twin city”—half is in Tennessee, half is in Virginia. It indeed, is—a great place to live. My parents live on about 50 acres tucked
behind a neighborhood; a quiet retreat for what I consider a “reading
sabbatical”. I relish sitting in a
hammock—readi...
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