I met my husband at 19.

He was 28.

We married when I was 20.

I gave birth to our five children when I was 20, 23, 25, 28, and 35.

On Nov 7th my husband will be 65.

After 37 years of knowing him, I feel like we are still on the cusp of true intimacy.

We are the best of friends and highly compatible.

He has mostly worked from home for the past 16 years, while I have written in every spare moment since 1999, so we are ALWAYS together.

My only advice for couples living like us is to stay the hell away from each other as much as possible.

I have typed tens of thousands of words on a variety of platforms and started on Substack in 2021.

I adore this site.

It is definitely my favorite by far.

Wordpress has never sent me a dollar, even though I have happily typed for years and years.

I enjoy seeing the various creative ways that writers are using the available multimedia tools on Substack.

I believe we are on the cusp of the real American Renaissance as the gatekeepers in media continue to have their nails clipped by Indy journalists here on the mighty Stack doing Gods work telling the truth.

Like my relationship with my sweetheart, a new intellectual dawn is right in front of us.

Greater engagement.

A multitude of voices harmonizing in the great choirs of team humanity.

During the American Colonial period every city had five or six newspapers of note with dozens of smaller press outlets all vying for eyes and ears.

Today we have this egalitarianism that allows for anyone to chime into the marketplace of ideas and I am here for it.