I watched a documentary a while back about a young photographer who took pictures from the age of sixteen until she committed suicide at the age of twenty four. The primary subject of her photography was herself. Although I did … Continued
Mrs. Fat Man went to her parents farm this last weekend like she does every weekend that I work at the hospital. She helps her parents who are well into their 70’s with the tasks required to run a 250 … Continued
Sister Fat Man and I recently cleaned out Grandma Fat Man’s old garage/barn that sits behind her house. As we dug deeper, we found a lot of artifacts left behind by previous owners. We found a gold tooth, books, tools, a muffler … Continued
