Thoughts from a Bad Neighborhood
It’s hard to write sometimes, well, sometimes it’s hard to write much of the time. It hurts, it’s painful. Why? Because it’s real. The written word is one of the … Continue reading
The Sun Even Shines In Hell
There is hell and then there is hell on earth. When you’re standing in the middle of the desert of Southern Nevada in 110 degree heat with only as far … Continue reading
Still Fresh In My Mind
An odd thing just happened to me. Today had been four weeks since my mother passed. I knew this I recognized this. As I left my apartment and walked out … Continue reading
Almost A Year Ago Today
I watched him slowly hobble away cane in hand. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and not stop wondering who he once was. I met him only briefly … Continue reading
Time Kills
As unpredictable and violent as it often was, I think back on it with a certain sense of fondness. I don’t why, maybe because it’s all I knew back then, … Continue reading
No Such Thing as a Bad Boy
“There is no such thing as a bad boy” – Father Edward Flanagan. That’s the slogan carved into the wooden plaque that hung on the wall in the CPS public school … Continue reading
Where the Day Takes You
A day is a day is a day right? So most would say what can happen in only a day. What would you say if I told you that only … Continue reading
