Road to Guantanamo
I’ve slacked. It’s been busy, but is that an excuse? I have a lot to…
Thoughts, musings, rambles, opinions
I’ve slacked. It’s been busy, but is that an excuse? I have a lot to…
Saturday afternoons were the times he waited for the most and cantankerous was his attitude…
The following is an excerpt from a journal I wrote on September 18th, 2001, just…
Seems that when we’re younger we believe life will be as static as we’ve seen…
When we say, “Let’s hear from you,” she advances to us chanting fluently, her glance…
My life is a movie, and this will be the soundtrack: Opening Credits: When You…
“I don’t want your pity – I just want to remember who I was before…
The above image is not from my recent trip to East Africa, but is a…
Every time I see a man in the pulpit telling his congregation how to vote,...
When you’re living in a place like Nairobi, a city where American and European NGOs…