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Monthly Archives: November 2013
The Summer of Awakening and Loss
When the Greyhound arrived in Deer Lodge my grandparents were not there to meet me. After walking the 20 or so blocks to their house, I realized that my mother had neglected to contact them regarding my visit. After trying … Continue reading
Like the Wealthy Boycotting Walmart
It was the summer between my seventh and eighth grades years, the summer before the shit hit the fan. Mom was working at the Hooper Detox Center downtown Portland, where the paddy wagon would round the drunks off of the … Continue reading
Miss Celeberte
Soon it was fall of 1973 and I was ready to start first grade. I was excited and had a very sweet teacher named Miss Celeberte. She was tall, slim and young, probably in her early 30’s. I’m pretty sure … Continue reading
“Aren’t you concerned how others will view you?”
When we lived in Virginia, I found the East Coast/Southern mentality very foreign and at times difficult to swallow. After about the third time of introducing myself to someone at a party and he or she asking, “what does your … Continue reading
Slowing down- compiling my stories
Sorry for not posting for awhile. I’m taking some time to start compiling these and get them in some sort of book form to send off. Found this little ditty, thought you might enjoy… It must have been this glimpse … Continue reading
Raised By Wolves (I Wish) 