Late June, Hubby and I were preparing for our trip to Alaska and the Yukon, an adventure over one year in the making. He’d traveled to Alaska before, on a fishing trip with a buddy years ago, but I’d never been and was both excited about all we’d planned and anxious about being away from home …
(third in an occasional series on BOOKS THAT MATTER & THE PEOPLE WHO LOVE THEM) Leslie Stack speaks in tongues. Not like that. Like this: While listening to audiobooks, Leslie has a subconscious tendency to assume their voices, mimicking them with convincing accuracy. Once, when her two sons were boys, they drove to Washington DC …
My Name was Supposed to be Elizabeth Ann 