I'm not very discriminating when I go out to eat. Pretty much sit me at a table and plop something down that doesn't have eyes or olives on it, and I'm good to go. I also don't expect my server to be Mother Teresa and suffer for my sins, so expectations on that front are … Continue reading Adventures at IHOP
Author: Greg Miller
The Last Goodbye
I wanted to tell him before he left, now I may never get the chance. The thought kept replaying itself in my mind. The trip had been to say goodbye to Dad, now ninety years old, and no longer in good health. Since my exit from that hell-hole of a town he lived in, I … Continue reading The Last Goodbye
Greg C. Miller, Author 