On Friday night, because Tamika and I decided to stay for an extra day, we were invited for a dinner party at the Hastings. Ron and Anita Hasting have been friends and supporters of my parents for a long time. When I was little, I would go over to their house, and play with their boys Aaron and Ryan, and hang out and eat sandwiches with Binky and Gram, their grandparents, who lived in the house next door. Continue reading “Hastings, Snow, and Earaches”
The Adventures of a Young Savage
And his mild-mannered pseudonym, Benjamin Jancewicz