I was thinking that I never really got the story on how my parents met. And when I say my parents, Im talking about those that raised me as opposed to birthed me or even the unit that tried to provide later stage adolescence support or intervention, no these were…

Its any given weekday and I’m sitting on the couch in my dad’s office. This was the room next to mine. One wall was a shelving unit with a mess of stuff, albums, tapes, music equipment. I clearly remember the KLH turntable with the small radio dial which sat just…

Today is my birthday…. The second one during COVID where I have been mainly at home with my family and staying out of harms way. I am not saying this out of any regret whatsoever. What I have missed out in the world is replaced with a deeper understanding of…

The past few weeks, I have been preparing mentally for the passing of my father. For a few years he has been in poor and declining health and the onset of alzheimer’s left him barely recognizing the obvious and familiar. It is a tough road to experience, but I came…