I recently came across a meme that said: “Once upon a time there was a competition and Flava Flav was the prize.”

In the ninth month of 2020, a madman was our president and we worried he might be for four more years…

Shortly before my grandmother died, a few years after we ate the last jar of that jelly, I asked her why she had never dated or remarried after my grandfather died when she was still in her early forties. She didn’t hesitate before she answered, “Because I only loved one man, and the son of a bitch went and died on me.”