I was baptized once again in the glow of poetic cinema during the 40th Anniversary release of ‘Close Encounters of the Third Kind’. This time my aching body was cradled in a custom leather recliner while my eardrums were caressed…
I have always loved the beauty and simplicity of a well-crafted cartoon. The pages by Don Martin, Bill Watterson & The Keanes teased my funny bone during lonely days growing up in Southern Indiana. I learned how to look at…
