Trail Sisters *

Every Wednesday night for as long as I can remember (and since some time in the very early eighties in any case), my Mom and about ten other women have gathered weekly from 7 to 10pm. Growing up, I remember falling asleep to the sounds of cups clanking, women chatting and Dorothy H’s raucous laughter... Continue Reading →

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