Goodbye to all that
If it’s true that everywhere you go there you are, it’s also true (for me anyway) that everywhere I’ve been, here I am
If it’s true that everywhere you go there you are, it’s also true (for me anyway) that everywhere I’ve been, here I am
I always think about you on father’s day, how you didn’t get a chance to know your daddy. He died when you were just eight. Your few memories of him […]
This is me, walking on the path that I used to walk to grade school every day – a small Catholic school in a small town in southern Illinois. The […]
Watch your brother, watch your brother, the girl thought to herself. Wondering why they always said to watch him when he never did anything worth looking at. He just sat […]
It started when I was a thirteen year old high school freshman. I remember the exact day, in fact. I was in health class, taught by Mr. Carr, who was […]