Five years later, I still get angry

Back in the saddle after a week off, most of which spent with my darling sister Susan, who wanted to teach me to ski but instead helped me shed my fear of my Singer Stylist. We even made curtains for the kitchen that look freakin' awesome ... Monday, I spent TWO hours shopping for fabric for curtains for our master bedroom; I am now developing something of a vision for that space. It's going to be beautiful when I'm done ...

Larry Pollard is part of that mad pack of Mike Peterson's Durham neighbors who long ago drank his Kool-Ade, and I would throw David Rudolf into that group. They suffer from the colossal madness of wanting to believe that it's more likely an owl killed Kathleen than a husband who was a pathologically angry drunk trolling for gay sex on the Internet while his wife paid the bills for the household full of lazy, selfish adult children. Oh, no, Mike didn't have any motive to kill Kathleen ... And shame on The N&O for giving Larry a drop more ink.