My mom, tired of the snow and the cold of the Northeast, called Florida home for many, many years.
I keep telling myself she probably never had the pleasure of knowing, or knowing about, anyone resembling Shawn Kilums.
I wish I could say the same, don't you?
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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