Help keep me alive and working! My only income comes from my writing and having adventures; so help keep me going even at 74 and with Parkinson’s.
“Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?”
–Federico Calboli
I had the very great blessing of growing up on a farm.
I was sent to boarding-school in the State capital, and the most valuable lesson it taught me was where I wanted to live out my life.
I am still here, and hope to die here …… maybe in another 40-50 years.
There is no better place for a kid, and few better companions than a good dog.