By 9 a.m. Friday, I had accomplished two of the tasks on the day’s list: seeing my dermatologist, and voting absentee. And I had breakfast in between at Southwest Diner. The dermatologist visit brought met the usual expectations: pre-cancerous spots on my scalp, all frozen off with his canister of liquid nitrogen. And at theContinue reading “Voting”
jeffreycarter.wordpress.com 