The Story So Far
A little over a quarter century ago (yikes!), thanks to a modest inheritance from an uncle, I first moved to Burly Flow, Wisconsin — a small town on the Mississippi River. That adventure you can read about in This Ain’t Provence.
Family obligations caused me to move away, then new family obligations took me even farther — to Georgia, where I married into an existing family with three kids, a dog and in-laws just down the street.
Now the kids are grown, I’m divorced and I’ve returned to Burly Flow to pick up where I left off. And you can follow along here — with the podcast, my Instagram posts and with the additional content I post here and on my Patreon page, called Club Burly Flow.