• The Last Goodbye

    Since the day I got the call from his son, the one he named after me, I have been thinking about the last few seconds of his life. He was sitting in his vehicle, the muzzle of the gun pressed against his flesh, and somewhere deep inside, he found...
  • The Guy I Looked Up To

    There is a place, far away from here, where I spent many of my boyhood summers. My Granny and Grandpa lived there, and spending time with them was the source of my greatest happiness back then. Everyone in town liked my Granny, and respected my Grandpa, “Big John” as...
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