My real name is Jim and the pen name tells a lot. A sense of humor has been my steady companion, a cynical outlook means I'm not surprised at a lot. Losing a wife to cancer then moving to the Northwest where I could spend hours with a campfire, lake and possibly lone wolf for company made a few changes. That love would show up once more was unexpected. (So much for no surprises.)
Now is the time to finally give in to those stories and poems that keep writing themselves inside my head each time I see an old building or pass an unusual grave marker.
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