Deep South Hot The forecast is cloudy. It is the summer of 2017 in Mount Pleasant, SC. Jolana, her daughter, and her husband are at the KOA with my Pappa and his dog, Dexter. It is hot, deep South hot. This is hours before the solar eclipse began its traverseContinue Reading
First Posted 16-Jan-2015 Leelah, you poor thing. Bless your heart. You died for no reason. The world will not be fixed, sorry. There were three words in Leelah’s suicide note that just stopped me dead, “Fix the World”. The world can’t be fixed. It doesn’t come correct. Trying to makeContinue Reading
A California girl nicknamed Katy who’s father tramped about the west advising miners on safety grew up eating food that you would recognize as Mexican. Her husband brought Humboldt County, Scotts/Irish ideas about food to the house. The food she grew up with was weird to him. Roll the storyContinue Reading
First Posted 18-Feb-2015 I’m not from Richmond, VA. I’m from Turnersville, NJ in Whitman Square. I grew up with a lot of Eastern European and Italian families who didn’t seem to need a day job. There were a lot of Cadillac’s and nice German sedans in the driveways of myContinue Reading