The day after Brad died, a friend of mine gathered some old electronics and thrifted glassware and let me take a golf club to the pile in a back alley in Detroit. He did the same thing after the first wedding I attended solo.
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The day after Brad died, a friend of mine gathered some old electronics and thrifted glassware and let me take a golf club to the pile in a back alley in Detroit. He did the same thing after the first wedding I attended solo.
Read MoreAfter nearly a decade, Forced Joy Project has become Joy Scout Project!
We're trading forcing joy for following our curiosity, embracing the unexpected, and discovering what else life has to offer.
The name has changed. The heart hasn't.
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