Posts under ‘Puppyhood’

I grew up Catholic.
One of the things you learn very early on is this earthly life is a test of your faith for a reward of either heaven and eternal life or hell and eternal damnation. Life here is supposed to be hard, we are supposed to feel pain because these trials are [...]

About a year ago, I found The Browns on Amazon.com in a random search prompted by the memory of “I heard the bluebird sing” from my puppyhood. I bought the album and couldn’t wait to play it.
Well, I should have because the sound that came out of my speaker was crystal clear and remastered from [...]