I didn’t yet know the hardened grit of America. We were in World War II—and I was only five years old. I only knew of playing with toy cars in the sand, […]
I didn’t yet know the hardened grit of America. We were in World War II—and I was only five years old. I only knew of playing with toy cars in the sand, […]
It was the same deep bark, a big-dog bark that I heard the last time I was here. I knew I looked eccentric, my hair wild, my eyes, red. I was on […]
Memorial Day is gone, and, damn the calendar…it’s now summer I did a lot of bike riding on our Long Beach’s 2.2-mile boardwalk over the Memorial Day weekend complete with wearing a […]
One night this mirror will reflect…but a wall. Spring is upon us…again. Crocus creep out of the soil, I poke out of winter. But the flash is once again before me. Life […]
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