Tamika went out after we got up today, and headed to Café Jovial to get us some breakfast. She’s been feeling a little down lately, and I knew the trip would do her good. I’ve also been arranging for a retreat for her. Continue reading “Café Jovial, The Black Marks, and Nelson Mandela”
The Adventures of a Young Savage
And his mild-mannered pseudonym, Benjamin Jancewicz