When memories fade…

When memories fade…

In the 2012 motorcycle accident that I jokingly refer to as “the great cow encounter” between my Harley Davidson Super Glide and a black steer on U.S. 221 on a dark Friday night, the “TBI” (Traumatic Brain Injury) that occurred when my helmeted...
The mind that time forgot

The mind that time forgot

A former high-school classmate — someone I knew and even dated more than 50 years ago — said hello in the Blue Ridge Restaurant on a recent morning and I did not know who she was or even her name. When she got mad and walked away I followed her out of the...