I have written and spoken about the fact that my 87-year-old mother has a boyfriend. His name is Jim and I called him St. James for having the patience of a saint to put up with my mother. (I love her dearly but she can be a stubborn Italian!) Oh...
I have written and spoken about the fact that my 87-year-old mother has a boyfriend. His name is Jim and I called him St. James for having the patience of a saint to put up with my mother. (I love her dearly but she can be a stubborn Italian!) Oh...