I hesitate to write about some things due to the fact that my penning could be read by some parties that could affect the lives of the little people I know.  Nah…I never hesitate to write anything about some of the big people I know if I feel the need to put it down in my own little slice of personal history — Table Tango.  But when it comes to the little people, they are at the mercy of the ‘parentals’ and can’t escape. Continue reading Weekends past →