It is strange the petty things that lead to arguments. In the moment, and sometimes well after, they do not seem trivial. Hindsight, though, which is a particular gift… Read more “Hacksaw Ridge, by Albert W. Vogt III”
It is strange the petty things that lead to arguments. In the moment, and sometimes well after, they do not seem trivial. Hindsight, though, which is a particular gift… Read more “Hacksaw Ridge, by Albert W. Vogt III”