There’s a lot of plywood along Broadway. Someone told me it’s there because of possible protests.
This image may not make sense out of context. This scrapbook, that covers some of Mike’s days as a toddler, ends abruptly with a photo corner just about to fall off the page. This echoes the baby book that Mom and Dad started just after Mike was born.
Mike would get frustrated. He would always take it out on himself. He has never spoken, so we had to guess what the problem was.
I will lose internet in a coupe of days because of the move. I hope to get it back as soon as I can. Will post as much as I can until then.
Well, moving day rapidly approaches. Getting nervous.