I remember as a young lad of 12 years of age writing letters to friends and family that I had grown up with. As I would finish the letter, I would jump on my bike and run to the local post office to purchase a stamp for the letter. I’m not going…

My grandmother was the greatest. She was the iconic example of old world class and style… I never knew she was also a prophet.

As I was growing up, she would always take me aside and raising a finger crooked from age, she would point to me and…