Year: 2020

By Kenneth Stepp I ran away from home when I was young. I wasn’t that young, I was 15 and bored with being a part of my family. Looking back, [Read More]

By Kenneth Stepp Her… I call her, my Her. She loves me or at least she will one day. She is special in so many ways, more than I can [Read More]

By Kenneth Stepp For me, inspiration comes in many forms and from many directions. Today is no different. Today I am sitting at a picnic table under a shade tree [Read More]