Entries by Fred Wooden

Confessions of an Accidental Saint – Chapter 1

  Winslow   “My earliest memory is feeling alone,” he wrote all those years later. He was anything but alone. Walter and Yvonne were exactly those stereotypical post-war parents of 1950s America. She was at home every day, and Walter arrived home reliably, with the cat, each day at 545. Yes, the cat – Buddy […]