This morning when I was having my quiet time I realized it is Friday the 13th. Which of course took me back to my high school days in the late 1980s and made me think of all the horror/slasher films that I watched {and by watched I mean held my hands above my eyes as I screamed and jumped in the theater}. And that made me think about the time we took our senior adults from Georgia on a trip to the Smoky Mountains and they wanted to do Ripley's Haunted House in Gatlinburg.  Y'all, I literally ... [Read More]