Portion Control
I thought I knew of all the bogus bible verses people throw around. “The Lord helps those who help themselves.” or “Idle hands are the
Very Short Stories
A Crime of Opportunity
I never bought the argument about the dangers of friends being a bad influence. I figured it worked both ways based on who was a
Hi Roomie
To this day I don’t know if my college roommate ever came out. I hope he has. I hope he is out and happy and
Group Dues
After a rather lonely ninth grade at my new school I decided that my social survival depended on belonging to a group my sophomore year
The Great Mel
Everyone in camp was crazy about Mel. He was exciting and unpredictable and always very loud; even more so than most junior high program directors.
My Mom’s Arms
She died a while ago, but I recalled a wonderful memory standing at my mother’s graveside. Even after a decade in the California desert, my
The Beat up Game
When I was nine, the beat-up game was our favorite thing to do at recess. Our gang would pretend to beat-up a kid until one