Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
“So Your Mom Died 2 Years Ago? It’s Time To Move On.” In October of 1986, when I was 11 – my mother’s father died. My grandfather. I remember my mom telling me to wash my hair well because there would be many people at the Irish Catholic wake that Read more
I admit it; it’s true. I’m far too sensitive for a grown man. At any given moment, I could easily find myself whimpering, sniffling or flat-out weeping about something emotional. Besides experiencing unexpected emo-break downs, I often self-induce my emotional triggers, just for fun. To get my fix, I fanatically Read more
When I was small, I used to tell my mother, “When I grow up I’m moving to Hollywood.” She paid little attention to my many officious pronouncements. What spawned this particular goal was our summer vacations. My family and I would pile into our station wagon and make the trek from Read more
when the death call came your confederate ideas and vile vernacular came swinging back at me like a bloody noose from our haunted family tree there will be no wails of grief from me for you as they bury you in your proud white sheets all I have for your Read more
My daughter started Kindergarten this year, and in the fourth week of school, a little boy kicked her in the face while she was playing on the monkey bars. It was the same little boy who kicked her best friend in the face while she was playing on the monkey Read more
Facebook can be fun. Social media in all forms – can be entertaining. Instagram is cool because I like photos. I like to see the world through pictures. I, especially, like to see other people’s world through their eyes. Instagrams allows everyone to post the images their world is made Read more
