Life in Words

Impersonating Elvis's Crush

Growing up in the 70’s meant being completely lost when it came to social norms regarding the opposite sex. We had no YouTube to direct...

My Two Days Working at Taco Hell

Retail pay is lousy. Back in 1989 I had worked at Sears for a couple years and decided that it would be nice to be able to afford both my...

First Kiss and Other Creative Endeavors

When I try to remember my first kiss…the first real kiss I ever had with a boy…I come up blank. I can’t even remember who it was. I do...

The Boy That Broke Our Hearts

His name was Jeff. He had a narrow nose, puffy purple bags beneath his eyes, full lips, and strong cheekbones which made him appear...

Pitcher Perfect

They were big kids. Mean teenaged boys. Two of them. One with sandy brown hair, lanky and tall. The other of gargantuan proportions,...

The Merits and Moroseness of Kickball

Before the days of Wii, Xbox, and Gameboy, there was kickball. At the apartment complex where I grew up, the rules for this game were...

Training Bras and Private Parts

In the seventh grade the division between the “haves” and “have nots” was painfully, if not noticeably, clear. The “haves” being budding...

I Was a Third Grade Bully

When I was in grade school, if you were to ask me what a bully looked like I would’ve conjured up an image of a kid from the 1950s with a...

The People You Meet In Retail

The first job I ever had was employment as a clerk at a department store. It seemed like easy money, and I needed no talent other than...

Courage In the Unluckiest of Places

Courage can be found in the most unexpected of places. You might find it in the tiny kitten that hisses at the salivating bulldog. Or in...

A Geek's First Date

In the eighth grade I had a best friend named Lorie. She was actually my only friend, as the year before I had been deemed the biggest...

Asphalt Jungle Gym

Once there was a see-saw. Three see-saws, actually, that strode across a bar wearing peeling red paint that exposed dull gray metal....

Electricity Within the Woods

The reason I haven’t written a memoir is because my life hasn’t been that exciting. I’ve never ridden a train in Budapest. Never climbed...

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