Henry Sherman Christmas pounds his fingers on an old black key board each day as his thoughts appear on the computer screen, he plans on sharing the written stories of his youth wi...показать большеHenry Sherman Christmas pounds his fingers on an old black key board each day as his thoughts appear on the computer screen, he plans on sharing the written stories of his youth with his grandchildren. He smells the salty air of the sea, as it drifts in from the ocean, just a few miles from his home in Westlake, Oregon. He doesn’t have a job these days; he retired from the Postal Service after thirty eight years of service. He spends time with his wife Patricia, and their Jack Russell, Sheena, walking and sitting on the boardwalk studying the sea and talking about the good old days.показать меньше