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The story of me, an American in Edinburgh, Scotland finding my place as a musician, a husband, a father and a Christian.


Well, nothing new here, but I did write a substantial post over on, the site chronicling Jeni's experience in vet school. Check it out, and be amazed.

"Chronicling" is a freaky looking word!

He couldn't look her in the eye. Whether it was shame, or something else, some longing to be more for her than he could, it didn't really matter. It had finally come to this point and he knew there was nothing more he could do.

"Darling," he forced himself to say, "I'm afraid no dryer sheet or fabric softener will help you now. It's," he choked back a sob, "Chronicling!"

She gasped, and fell to her knees, small sparks of static electricity leaping from her long skirt like so many abandoned dreams deserting that once naive girl.

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