The Day I Learned to Stop Smoking By Sandra Lemire © 8-5-15 I remember every moment of that Monday back in 1986, that I learned to stop smoking. I was 41, living alone up in the mountains above Reno, NV on Fawn Lane at the end of the one mile road that then had been paved. [...]

Sometimes “Less” is “More” It’s kind of like cooking. You can start with a recipe for beef stew (just off the top of my head). […]