The Brave Path
The Brave Path You’ll get no arguments from me. I’m not an adventurous person. I was not raised in a home that traveled to obscure campsites, seaside, mountainsides, or any other sides. The biggest adventure I can remember that came from my childhood was when we as a young family packed ourselves into a 1961 Chevrolet and headed west to San Diego, California from Waukegan, Illinois. Ah, that’s not altogether true. But close. When we traveled, we [...]