Society is bracing itself once again for the onslaught of business created by the least celebrated occasion of the year… Fathers Day!
I am sitting in the shade and scattered light of a the garden outside my home that my neighbor ‘Ivan’ has annointed ‘The Garden of Evil’
I can appreciate this holiday if for no other reason it is at the very least a reminder that I had a father and that it wasn’t like I was told as a kid…
“You weren’t born… you were jerked on a stump and hatched in the sun.”
