My Father’s Confession

One night, recently, my father tells my mother he has to make two confessions. It was late. They were in bed. Her mind goes wild. “After all these years, what could it be,” she asks herself. Not good. He begins. One: “I really like golf,” he says. The day before was going to be his…

Juice, Juice Baby

The faces I get are expected. A cup full of bright green juice is probably not appealing to most people, but I like things that don’t taste great. If it’s good for me it starts to feel right. My only suggestion is to do more mouth breathing if you throw any broccoli in there. I’ve…

Who We Be

For a long time I have believed that hard work pays off and getting things the wrong way will catch up with you. I live by it. I fight for what I believe in, and I fight for the people I love. This is day one of my blog so here’s a little more about…