
By the time we settled in South Carolina I had embraced fully my outsiderness. This is not to say that I didn’t want to make friends; rather, it’s more akin to a […]
By the time we settled in South Carolina I had embraced fully my outsiderness. This is not to say that I didn’t want to make friends; rather, it’s more akin to a […]
Shortly after Independence Day 1976, we moved to Texas and reunited with my father. A new state, a new town, a new school. It didn’t take long to meet all of the […]
Life continued in the Chicago suburbs. My baseball skills improved, and I started holding my own in fights. I made a best buddy. We’d play Evel Knievel and Hot Wheels and listen […]
Manilow Madness aside, I did my best to be the manly son my father wanted. I joined the Cub Scouts. I played Little League and flag football. And the thing is I […]