The sounds of Roosters crowing in the distance… the sun is slowly rising… Waking up to the smell of freshly cooked eggs, bacon and every fruit imaginable is hard to resist.  Nothing short of a buffet line prepared from scratch

Since I was a boy, the scent of my father’s pipe tobacco always alerted me to his presence. It is a fondness that I still hold to this day. You see, I didn’t live with my father at a young