By Sheila Johnson Please understand, part of me (like, I’m sure, many of you) has never really wanted to grow up, much less older. That same part of me, I suppose, always wanted to somehow stay young forever, with my skin always firm, my mind always sharp, and my joints always free from chronic aches… Continue reading On Becoming a Grandmother
From the kitchen table to the back porch swing, your passkey to the heart and home of innkeeper, sports owner and philanthropist , Sheila Johnson
