Shifting My Perspective – A Younger Grandpa Karren
I did not know my Grandpa Karren well. My memories of him are of him being sick and sitting in his favorite rocking chair in his home on Bryan Avenue. In fact, I did not think he liked me much, and I can only recall one time when he acknowledged me. Thus, my memories of… Read More Shifting My Perspective – A Younger Grandpa Karren