anzac day treat #grrr
Why history is important to me, summed up in four images.
I love this “Know Where You Stand” deal.
I’ve been to half of these places, absolutely crazy to think about. This is why I teach history.
I rarely ever write this personally. But okay.
When I was four, a kid in my neighbourhood took me into his room and pulled down my pants (twice) when I went over to play. I went home, told my mom, and she walked right over to that neighbour’s house, where she and that kid’s mom raised all kinds…
My name is Jamie, and I have an online shopping
it’s exacerbated by wine (duh) and lonely sunday afternoons.