Elder Travel Bronze Winner: Finding the House My Father Built
Monday, June 25th, 2018By May Gee A few thin, gray hairs skimmed the top of the elderly man’s pointed head, just like my father’s hair used to on his. Faint crinkles touched the skin around the old man’s eyes and deep creases ran from the edge of his nostrils to the outsides of his lips. All that was […]