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Everyone has “one of those nights,” you know, one of those nights where severe consequences are bound to happen.  Well, I thought “my night” was first semester when I took 23 shots and yaked for about 20 straight...

 

I had already survived combat in Vietnam. I'd survived the belts, switches and fists that define child abuse, and a narrowly averted mid-air collision in a jetliner. But I often think that the closest I ever came to dying was that September night...

 

 A short story about my romance with a young German actress back in 1986, based on my journal entries and her letters.  Thanks to Noel Dinneen and Emilie Blythe McDonald for providing voices for the young me and the young Heidi.

 

I was funny at the age of 1.5.

 

Man it was fucking hot! 

It was March 1977 in New Jersey, and what was worse I was back inside the good old Pathway Bakery down on Broad Street In Newark. I had finally given up hope, thinking that I was destined for...

 

           Last Christmas, I went to New York for the first time. New York was one of the cities that I had really wanted to visit before I graduate from my university. Whenever I watched several...

 

Fag! Queer! Fruit! These words were thrown around a great deal in Birmingham, Alabama elementary schools and high schools to attack someone’s masculinity. I might have been guilty of it myself, back then, during the late 70's. At one...

 

Looking out through mother's back porch sliding glass door I can see out over the woods separating our backyard and the backyard of the houses on the next street, in the Birmingham, Alabama suburb. A good two hundred yards of dense wooded area...

 

 Deborah Pintonelli

pintonelli@rcn.com

 

 

  This is a true story.

It happened two days after my father died while I sat next to him on his Hopsice bed, doing nothing in a situation where my training was screaming for me to do something....

 

            When I was a boy, I would often be caught daydreaming, mostly about my father. My behavior was not unique. Many boys, particularly those who grow up without their dads, spend time...

 

 And now, at the start of spring, I give you a summer story.

 

 

Awhile back, a slightly off-center, pot-smoking intellectual named Norm Roulet introduced Drupal, open source networking and the concept of accountability in local government to Northeast Ohio.

That experiment is REALNEO at...

 

 

 

 

 

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