Divesting Jimmy

After-school football went along swell, like every practice Jimmy was out giving his best. After two-hours of blocking, tackling and running plays, he was looking forward to a shower, getting dressed and the long bus ride home, where he could either sleep or finish what homework he’d been assigned. Jimmy cut up with his teammates … Continue reading Divesting Jimmy



The last couple of months, all I seem to be doing is crying. Since March a number of things have happened in my life that have unsettled me. My youngest sister's died, knocking my legs from under me, my son suddenly and without much notice, moved clear across the country to New York state, an … Continue reading Words