Who is the person in your life who can do no wrong? Describe this person and tell us why you hold them in such high esteem.
Photographers, artists, poets: show us PRECIOUS.
My grandmother said Dad was only naughty once; that time he played dump truck in the cold ashes of the fireplace, sooting himself and half the parlor.
Grandma didn’t know about that deck of cards in the back of his sock drawer; the 52 pin-up girls with naked, pointy breasts.
That’s the only dirt I’ve got on him.