http://slow.writerscafe.org/ka-t The original writings of author ka-t en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776359332 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The first memory to my reccolection is with my father. At the time he was a tall, muscular, bald man. I remember my thin, delicate legs walloping against his torn old Ford 250's battered seats. I remember gazing off into his same light grey eyes he had passed on to me. On our long drives home from .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ka-t/822998/ -Accidents happen. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ka-t/822969/