My Dying Father

We interrupt the normally schedule blog for a special breaking blog. I was actually working on another blog to publish when this came up very, very recently. I hope to get back to that one, eventually. I had left work to meet a plumber at my house when I had gotten a text. As an… Continue reading My Dying Father

A Phobia Uncovered

In the state I born in, I went to an in-state college. I was 18 years old. I went to the bookstore to get my list of books I needed for the semester, and I proceeded to the checkout. I had my checkbook out to write a check (no credit cards for college students then),… Continue reading A Phobia Uncovered