Five hundred years ago, five hundred years to the day, someone walked down this very road, just as I’m doing…
The old man set a cup of lukewarm, weak tea on the table beside his wife’s rocking chair. He tucked…
Five hundred years ago, five hundred years to the day, someone walked down this very road, just as I’m doing…
The old man set a cup of lukewarm, weak tea on the table beside his wife’s rocking chair. He tucked…