Janie’s Journal (3)
In my big Reavis family, we occasionally get together for what my nephew Luke dubbed “laughing parties” when he was little.
Janie’s Journal (2)
If only I had known in 1980 that Pamela was a genius I wouldn’t have spent so much time worrying that she would grow up to be an axe murderer or a disgruntled postal employee.
Janie’s Journal (1)
This is my message to the world that never wrote to me.
