I love walking to the baggage claim and seeing lovers waiting for their lovers and families waiting for their loved ones. These lovers arrived to LAX from different places in the world, and this is what happened. I stood by and couldn’t help but snap. If you know then, wish them well.
In a usually beautiful, but sometimes ugly country my chart reader told me I’d eventually end
The Place: Forgive me for these notes of a version of paradise that will never be
John Denver left us one of the most beautiful songs ever written, sung, and covered by
