Where Am I From, Anyway?

The other day as I was walking the dogs I passed the first house I lived in here in San Francisco, and I started pondering how long I've been here. Earlier this month I'd gone to my 25th high school reunion, up in my hometown of Willits, CA, and was thinking about the fact that, though I think … Continue reading Where Am I From, Anyway?

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I Bet It’s the Duck!

I turned 18 near the beginning of my senior year in high school in Willits. I wasn't exactly itching to get out on my own, but I knew it was coming soon enough, and a sense of independence was building throughout the year. It was also the blossoming of a creative learning period in my life. … Continue reading I Bet It’s the Duck!

Pop Out (Dad, Part One: A Fatherless Childhood)

Throughout my childhood there was a recurring theme of unbalance, of the idea that I needed a father figure. Ma tried to keep men in her life for my sake on many occasions, often actively seeking ways for me to have a male influence for me. In my teen years I suppose I had a … Continue reading Pop Out (Dad, Part One: A Fatherless Childhood)

Good Grief

If all my life stories were of fond and amusing childhood memories I would have a much different view on life. I've had to deal with loss and grieving in many ways though, from pets to people. In May of 2004 it hit an extreme when I came home from work one day and discovered … Continue reading Good Grief

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Every young teenager anxiously awaits the age of 16. It's the age you can get a driver's license. It's the age that represents freedom. At the beginning of the school year I started getting pulled from Physical Education classes to attend Driver's Ed. I hadn't really expected that, or planned for it. It just happened. … Continue reading Friendly Delivery

A Blessing in Disguise

In my nineteen or so years (at the time), I had never really been to California's Central Valley. I'd been through it, but never intentionally to it. Still, a trip there turned out to be a blessing in disguise. A few times in my high school years I'd driven with Ma to Disneyland, taking the … Continue reading A Blessing in Disguise