Over the last 15 or 16 years, I’ve been around Indian ceremonies more than any other kind. I’m not sure why; I never made a conscious choice to follow the …
It is no secret amongst my friends and family that I am not a Bush supporter. I would feel more respect for him if he actually behaved like a leader. …
My friend calls me late last night, tells me some horrific news and expects me to sleep soundly. He tells me that a couple in Ohio puts their disabled children …
While others joyfully celebrated Christmas, a woman sobbed uncontrollably in a dimly light shed pleading with God to spare the life of her youngest son. That woman was my mother …
In September, Beth and I are riding an Alaska ferry to Skagway. We’ll spend a little time in Juneau and four days in Ketchikan. We’re booked. We’re going to take …
The settlement over my son’s death finally came through. The city referred to it as an “award,” one of the stranger definitions of that word. I’ve begun spending it. As …
Rick and I had been playing wheelchair basketball and it seemed like his mind was elsewhere. If you read part 1, you’ll remember that I suggested he and I forget …