Where angels fear to tread

Where angels fear to tread

Early on in our marriage, Sue and I were visiting her parents. On one occasion, her father gave me a man’s tour of the kitchen, explaining that at their house, family was on their own for breakfast. So, cereal was to be found on the lazy Susan (?). Bread was in...
May I see your ID, please?

May I see your ID, please?

As babies, when 2 AM would roll around, we would wake with an achy empty feeling in our tummies, later to be understood as hunger pangs. Instantly, we would sound the alarm for the servants to come running to relieve us of this dire need. This was done, while totally...