My first and last loves were both named Neil. And this weekend I got to see my first one again - Neil Diamond. To understand why he's my first love, I'd have to take you back when I was 5-years-old traveling across the country for a summer in a van.
I usually pass right through Baltimore on my way to New York and don't stop. But I'm headed to Baltimore this weekend for a concert and decided to check out what bookish things I might be able to find there. I didn't expect much. I should have.
K.L. Kranes 