Covid-19 Series, Entry #18

1988, the Rapture and the dangers of masking Like most children of the 80s, I endured and survived the quirkiest of decades.  I wanted to be cool like Punky Brewster, longed to have an alien friend like Alf, turned my nose up at the kids who traded Garbage Pail Kids, owned an excessive amount of … Continue reading Covid-19 Series, Entry #18