Around 1990, on weekends I'd drive home from college and hang around in the local watering hole in the basement of the Wells Inn in Sistersville WV. Every few weeks an ‘older’ gentlemen (I winced as I typed that,…
I just had to get this off my chest. As I continue my journey through the manuscript for my 2nd book, I am encouraged that my book will depict my home in the way that it should be. Not perfect.…
Everyone has a passion. Like a bellybutton. Mine has always been music. In some ways its one of the least realistic passions a person can pursue. It has and always will be an emotional rollercoaster me. As an insecure kid…
I had the strangest dream last night. I've been in a weird place (I know big shock) recently. I've crossed so many things off my bucket list in such short order, I'm suddenly not sure what the future holds. And…