This is a story about perseverance.
The year was 1998. We had just moved out to the country. I had always dreamed of living in the country – a nice little bungalow, a fresh-water well, a big yard with lots of grass and trees, friendly country neighbours.
One morning, I was carrying a box of books down to the basement. I stepped off the bottom step and sank into a cold, soggy, [Read more…]