Photo by Kanashi on Unsplash Somewhere along the line when I was eight or nine, a dog came into my life…and never left. I have no memory of my age or the circumstances when he came to the Old Hyde Place, but Prince became my constant companion around the farm. He was a Collie with
Letters from the Old Hyde Place
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Photo by Roger Starnes Sr on Unsplash Maybe it’s the times we live in where tensions and uncertainties create a presence so fragile, so unstable, that I keep finding myself wanting to look back at places and people who brought assurance and strength to daily life. That’s what the Old Hyde Place is for me.
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Photo by Ricardo Gomez Angel on Unsplash I’m about to start doing something I’ve never done before. But first, you don’t know me, so here’s the shortcut roadmap to catch you up on who I am. I often tell people that I was an only child with six brothers. As the seventh son (no girls)
