Sitting on the back porch, Jim bit into his sandwich.  “Ran into Bill this morning,” he said between chews. “He and Millie are hosting a Solstice Barbecue at their farm Saturday.” “Millie called,” Gladys added shooing away a bothersome wasp. “She told me their granddaughter had prepared invitations, calling it Granny’s Loop-de-Loop party in honor... Continue Reading →