We have a new neighbor. Her name is Nancy. She is recently divorced. She has a son named, Timmy. Mr. ‘Nancy’ is...
My brother Howard and I slept upstairs in the attic of the house on Golden Valley Road. Except for the floor, which...
I was in the garage prepping my gas grill for summer use. Once a year, I take it apart, scrape and fire...
Crazy Eddy lived in a trailer on a half an acre of land across the street from me on Golden Valley Road....
The slate grey winter sky hung low, perilously to the ground. The horizon seemed a million miles away, flat and plain and...
You know those tests in women’s magazines? “Sex- how to know if you are satisfying your man in bed?” or “Sex- what...
Walter Griffiths tried to kill me the first time we met. In 1968, when I was in seventh grade, I tried out...
The telephone rang. I answered it. It was my friend, Tony. “Hey man, are you still in the Doghouse, or can...
In 1971, there was a local character in my neighborhood named, Mr. Bidwell, who walked to and from the little grocery on...
There are four ways out of the DogHouse. You can be good- okay, we both know that’s not going to happen- you...