I bought a drum kit for my eighteenth birthday. I thought I was learning to play the drums but I was about to learn something incredible about my Dad. I already knew he was a drummer at heart: the fingers tapping a mile a minute on the table during breakfast, lunch, and dinner gave it away.
He wo…
Are you feeling under the weather? So were these flowers and antique inkwell. The flowers had been left to wilt on the asphalt in a parking lot. The inkwell had been tossed in a previous era and left in a heap of trash on my property. I salvaged both items to capture this photo, appropriately taken …
I watched as the man who was like a second father to me, a man who was loved by everyone who knew him and affectionately referred to as “The Padre,” frantically placed his hand over his heart and fell backward.
I bolted from my nightmare, sweating in terror that this man who had helpe…
