Thou shalt not shake thy bootie on my porch

When I was a growing up I had a wee bit more energy than most. The term we would use today would be ADHD. Back then, the less politically correct but probably more accurate label was “Spawn of Satan.” Let’s face it, the sixth child of seven was not going to get a lot ofContinue reading “Thou shalt not shake thy bootie on my porch”