by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from the Ridge.
It’s been an amusing folly down at the Coonridge Cafe. Everybody claims they can’t afford to take a vacation – gas prices are too high, the economy’s rocky, there’s a terrorist behind every rock – then they secretly sneak home and plan where they’ll go.
As a look out at a summer full of promise and adventure, I’m inclined to think back