Hands, Hugs, & Hearts

A couple of days ago, I was greeted by my gal pal, Anita, who had just pulled into the driveway. She flashed a giant smile and requested a hug from me. I did not hesitate and quickly replaced a ‘welcome smile’ with my open arms. “I never refuse an opportunity to hug a beautiful lady,”… Continue reading Hands, Hugs, & Hearts

Why I Hug You

Okay, so maybe I haven’t hugged you (yet).    But here are a few of the reasons why I hug people, dogs, cats, horses, cows, and even the rare, elusive, flying squirrel that I sometimes see in my backyard (although not since I stopped mixing Scotch with Orange Juice). Editor’s Note:  Danny doesn’t drink alcohol… Continue reading Why I Hug You