My Own Personal Edsel

Edsel

Sometimes when you’re just just a little too close to something, it’s hard to recognize that thing for what it actually is. This is the case. not just for tangible things, but intangible things as well, like works of art. I’ve been a musician for most of my life, since I was in high school. … Read more

Oh, the Memories of Hazleton

March 1997. I receive a phone call from my former fiancé stating that our son Jeremiah, who was then in kindergarten, had been disciplined for talking too much by having duct tape placed on his mouth and told to stand in a closet. Thinking that she was surely exaggerating the situation, I called the school … Read more