Monday, May 15, 2023

DAY 31: Paper Weight

Thirty-one days ago I started this blog. I've shared some stories. I've punted a few times. Now I think I'm going to scale back. The digital footprint will always be out there waiting to be picked up and polished by some future readers mining the internet for nuggets the way my family walked the shores for bright, shiny stones.

STUMPSTONE QUOTE OF THE DAY:  

Every rock has a story. Open the pewter ice bucket and I'll tell you one. --Me

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