I will never forget the day I got the call. Saturday October 18th 2008, around 10a.m at a volleyball tournament I was playing in I was told that a good friend of mine had been killed in a car accident. Kyle Jeffery Wickliff, the class clown, a...
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...
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...
Two and a half years ago, I met my love from across the pond on FB. We were in love by first chat. My parents flipped out even though I am a grown adult by the time he and I met. Finally, he came to NYC to see me, and I knew I want him to be...
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...
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...
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...
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...
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....
