Jim Cooper
Atlanta GA
Father, husband, godfather, friend, hiker, sports fan, music lover, amateur photographer, higher ed administrator, green champion, marketing professional, memory maker, poetry writer, and humor monger. I have screenplays in my head, but not enough time to get them out! The Beauty of Alzheimer's Perhaps the wooden desk still thinks Of itself as a tree, Doesn't recognize my touch as I write, Rather believes me to be The boy who swung from its limbs.