The Gentleman of Pleasantville

When we moved into Pleasantville I assumed there would be a small town welcome… you know, like in the movies, notes that said hi, welcome, here is my number if you need anything, or, come over for a BBQ while you are unpacking, or, let us know if you need tools…nope, crickets. We quickly realizedContinue reading “The Gentleman of Pleasantville”