Archive for July, 2005

“I Snore Like a Train”

Tuesday, July 5th, 2005

Doris Howell writes…  My daughter, Robin, who is now 42 years old, tells me that when she and her boyfriend were in high school, they would come home after a date and sat in the den which was just down from the master bedroom.  He would come in the bedroom and look at me because […]