What happens here on Red's Wrap is all over the map. There is no single theme, no overarching gripe, no malady of my own or others that dominates. I write about what seems important or interesting at the moment. It could be about gracefully handling my own aging, being a good feminist, or finding out what it means to be a decent mother and grandmother. Nothing stays the same, here or anywhere. That's a good thing. Happiness. It's relative.
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Is that your dad, Jan? I don’t now what your words signify, AND I think he is one handsome dude…
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It is my dad. And yeah, he was a pretty handsome guy. All of those terms are things he would say. A string of idioms. A blind pig is an illegal bar – Detroit was full of them. 🙂