One Happy Moment

      By J. Scott Crossen March, 2011         It happened, again. This morning I began my usual semi-conscious wobble through the kitchen turning on the coffee maker, television, and plopping my butt on a chair at the table. While leaning on my elbows, rubbing my eyes and running my hands through my hair, my brain eventually caught up to the TV monologue: Murders, robberies, rapes, natural disasters, animal cruelty, and, of ... Full Story