A few years back, I was at Potlatch in the San Francisco Bay Area, and so was Ursula. I saw her as soon as I arrived. She was crossing through the lobby, followed at a discreet distance by a cameraman. … Continue reading
A few years back, I was at Potlatch in the San Francisco Bay Area, and so was Ursula. I saw her as soon as I arrived. She was crossing through the lobby, followed at a discreet distance by a cameraman. … Continue reading