• Assessing The Damage

    When this whole quarantine business first reared its ugly head, and the realization that the world would soon be grinding to an indefinite halt sank in, I decided that I would come out the other end of this a better man in better circumstances. The actual role of government,...
  • First Run Of 2020

    Truth be told, this title should be “first run since 2016” (other than a very brief indoor run at the gym a few weeks ago), but I had hoped to give the false impression that I was some kind of avid runner and somehow fate and misfortune had prevented...
  • My Diary

    Perhaps this isn’t something one would expect to see on my website or any other for that matter, but I’ve given it some thought and it’s something I am ready to share with you. I’ve been here for closer to sixty-one years now than sixty and I’ve had the...
  • Love Is…

    We get up early at our house. Some days are inspired by the vigor and resolve that dawn lends to a fresh new day, and others by nothing more than rigorous discipline. And then there are the days that begin well before sunrise and any pre-determined time when we...
  • Running Back To Running

    When the blood of a much younger man coursed through my veins, I had little use for endurance sports. I did for a time, however, run daily when I was a young police officer. I never enjoyed it. In the time it took to bang out a five-mile run,...
  • Shot Show

    Once upon a time in a land far away, I carried a gun and a badge to work each day and served the good citizens of our city. Along with eating donuts and drinking coffee, the exceptional professionals of our Police Department were tasked with doing the routine jobs...
  • See Ya 2019, You Couldn’t Break Me

    To all that choose to stop by and soak up the work I post here, thank you for being there. Without you, there would be no one to write for, shoot pictures for, and create the podcasts and videos that I love to create. Without you, I wouldn’t spend...
  • A New And Better Way To Train

    Unlike most men that, like me, stand toes to the edge of the mid-point in their lives, I didn’t spend my sixtieth birthday, or any day since that sunny June celebration, scratching my hairless dome wondering where the time went. I know exactly where it went. I spent it...
  • Doing The Impossible

    She was on the street hustling drugs when she was fourteen, and pregnant with her first child. Her dad wasn’t anywhere to be found. Her mom was in and out of prison, everybody was in her world, or dead. She was born into the gang. As she explains it...
  • Coming Home

    Some stories are harder to tell than others. This one is both heartwarming and tragic. For those that don’t know, my wife Ana and I are foster parents. One year ago we got a call about two little girls aged one and two. The Department Of Family Services was...
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