1969 was one of those years that just bends culture in a new direction. In the span of about a month, we landed on the moon, the Manson killings shook California to its core, and a few weeks after that, half a million people showed up in a muddy field in New York for Woodstock.…
People sometimes use the word “backward” to describe something that’s just not quite right. I once lived in a house like that — literally backward.
It sat in a field behind an industrial strip of shops. The story goes that the city of Hayward, California planned to build a street through that section, then scrapped it — but not before the house got built facing the street that never happened.…
Finishing my undergraduate degree is one of my greatest accomplishments, but it almost didn’t happen. Being the first in my family expected to graduate, the pressure was on. Yet, in my rush to kickstart my adulthood, I nearly threw it all away—and learned a brutal lesson about corporate loyalty along the way.…
There’s a lot of political talk these days about welfare and being “on the dole.” Well, I have a welfare mother at my door every single day. She’s bold enough to walk right up to the patio door, even interrupting Thanksgiving dinner by begging from my family and friends.…
Since moving to Wyoming, I’ve developed some interesting friendships—one of the first happened completely by accident.
The “accident” was a young crow that got stuck in my window well and couldn’t get out. He flapped and flailed with everything he had but just couldn’t gSince moving Wyoming I have developed some interesting friendships.…