The only trouble is all the layers of an onion are the same. So there really aren’t any layers at all. All the layers are just…more onion.
Just a retired mailman living in Knoxville, Tennessee with my lovely wife after stretches in Michigan and Florida. I have greyhounds, a dulcimer I play badly, and shelves of books. I write some, hike a little, and do genealogy. I watch television and movies, follow the Lady Vols in
basketball and softball, and blog responsibly. I like breakfast, long walks on the interstate, seven out of ten dentists, and naps. I don't think any of us need to worry about an afterlife.