However, Obama, and his wife, Michelle Obama, not in the White House, when the shooting occurred.

Ever wonder?

A poem I wrote for my wife not long after we got together.

A funny little story.

Poem about betrayal and the power of gossip to destroy a person.

Her name is Michelle. Some thoughts about her.

A message from a father who loves her baby so much.

The first in a running story of a young girl who runs away from her home and finds what appears to be a black dragon. Will she be excepted or thrown out?

A special dedication to three wonderful friends, thank you Dawn, Samantha and Michelle.

How remarkably apt.