Through The Woods

Growing up is an adventure, regardless of where you are or who you live with. For me, growing up was magical. I was lucky to be raised by my grandparents Bill and Cleo Mauer. They were, of course, from an entirely different generation, but what was good for them fifty years before, they felt was good enough for me. They worked together to help form my young mind into believing that there was mystery to life, that magic was all around me, and most importantly, that I was loved by them. My gr...