I was in Junior High. Fear, embarrassment, and shyness gave way to courage, as I approached my friend's house... I was going to ask her to be my girlfriend. I fumbled through my words, yet her responses tore through me like gunshots. NoIt's not because you're black... I was in high school. Hanging out with …
Repeating History
As we have been dealing with the COVID-19 pandemic, I have heard on many occasions people comparing this to the Spanish Flu of 1918. From how the disease spread to how people reacted to the situation, everything seems to be similar. For me, however, history doesn't have to go back that far. I only have …
December 31, 2020 – A Letter to Myself, a year from today
Happy New Year! I thought of doing another "slate clean", "year of promise" type post, but then I thought back to the last couple weeks... and what I just wrote about end of the year-personal inventory stuff... Argh... if I'm not careful, I see the definition of insanity rearing its ugly head (doing the same thing …
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Digging Up Buried Treasure
Lately, I have been seeing a lot of people beginning the process of analyzing 2019 in preparation for the new year. Taking stock, doing personal inventories, even exiting social media to give them more focus for considering what this last year has produced. I'm not the best at personal inventories, partly because I have to …
Where’s Waldo?
know that you are more valuable and have more to offer than a comic book character. And even though you may not hear the words that often, that doesn't mean that people aren't scouring the pages of life and relationship to find you.
My Launching Pad…
About a month ago, 2 of my brothers, my girlfriend and her daughter, and I had the opportunity to go to sunny (and very hot) Arizona to celebrate my mom's birthday. A great time was had by all, and as always, it made me appreciate this powerhouse of a woman all the more. Now, for …
Larger Than Life – More Than a Mentor
While I didn’t make any overt declarations that day, something in me moved to want to be the man that Mr. McCullough saw in me.
Writing… about not writing…
Words, ideas, concepts… I live for them. Really, I do. It’s even built into the core of the meaning of my name. I have been a writer all of my life, and I do relish the times when I am able to sit down with virtual pen and paper, and let the words flow. Lately, …
Avoiding Friendly Fire
…I can fight you and I might win, but if I get you to fight each other, I am sure to win. In the foxhole, we may look different, talk different, even like different football teams, but in that time we are, and have to be, one.
The Dirt Between Us
being willing to get in the dirt with them, to listen, to understand and to find that common ground, makes each person better, stronger and more healthy.