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PERSPECTIVE…AND POSSIBILITY
A young millennial writer – one whom I’ve come to respect from reading several of her articles – recently opined on the folly and danger of hope. In her article...
PERSPECTIVE…AND POSSIBILITY
A young millennial writer – one whom I’ve come to respect from reading several of her articles – recently opined on the folly and danger of hope. In her article...
A DESPERATE CRY
His face still haunts me…like it was yesterday. Walking along Ross Avenue, in front of the Cathedral of the Virgin of Guadalupe in downtown Dallas, two strangers – a man...
A DESPERATE CRY
His face still haunts me…like it was yesterday. Walking along Ross Avenue, in front of the Cathedral of the Virgin of Guadalupe in downtown Dallas, two strangers – a man...
THE TRUEST THING
I’m going to tell you a story that you may not believe. The pity is, it’s true. When I was fourteen, my grandmother died under a glorious azure sky, not one...
THE TRUEST THING
I’m going to tell you a story that you may not believe. The pity is, it’s true. When I was fourteen, my grandmother died under a glorious azure sky, not one...
THE WORST WHAT...?
Okay, so…shit happens. One moment, we’re marching along a production schedule toward a December 5th release date for the novella, “The Worst Hospital in Prague.” The next, I’m sitting among a small circle...
THE WORST WHAT...?
Okay, so…shit happens. One moment, we’re marching along a production schedule toward a December 5th release date for the novella, “The Worst Hospital in Prague.” The next, I’m sitting among a small circle...
WHEN REALITY TURNS MACABRE
December 23, 2018 is a day I won’t soon forget…if ever. My wife, Maria, and I had just boarded an American Airlines plane at Heathrow Airport, London, bound for the...
WHEN REALITY TURNS MACABRE
December 23, 2018 is a day I won’t soon forget…if ever. My wife, Maria, and I had just boarded an American Airlines plane at Heathrow Airport, London, bound for the...
AN UNCONDITIONAL FRIEND
“I didn’t think it would be this hard,” my wife sobbed, head buried in my shoulder, ”…just wish she would go to sleep.” With that, we gave Abby – our 13-year-old...
AN UNCONDITIONAL FRIEND
“I didn’t think it would be this hard,” my wife sobbed, head buried in my shoulder, ”…just wish she would go to sleep.” With that, we gave Abby – our 13-year-old...