Why I’m Not Where You Are

(title taken from a chapter of my favorite book [that has nothing to do with animals]) Sherry mentioned in her post that Larry and I were heading off to wonderful new adventures and that she supposed we’d each write a farewell post. Well, I suppose this is mine. It was a fateful day in May (I think?) that I first arrived as a volunteer at the museum, at the tender age of 13 (I’m 22 now). When I was almostRead more