It was early. The sunlight was barely beginning to peek through the Master Bedroom windows. She turned over, leaned up on one...
The Porter boys were gifted and natural athletes. I know; I have already spoken at some length about my lack of athletic...
I never wanted to be a Police Officer. Well, not in the same way, for instance, that I wanted to be a...
I was fiddling around in the garage- better known as ‘The Doghouse- Cell Block C Exercise Yard’- yes, I’m still in the...
I told you that I never get to use my knives- that’s not entirely true. Our Church is throwing their annual charity...
I was on a ‘Day Pass’ to the living room and had TV privileges. There wasn’t really anything on- some old black...
In 1967, we lived in the Palmer house on Beach Loop Road, home of the infamous Billy Barker Cedar Tree incident, and...
In the big book of the DHMF, (Doghouse Manifesto) in the TRUTH & CONSEQUENCES– chapters, under the subheading of HESITATION & LOSS:...
In Junior High and High school there were extra-curricular activities and after-school classes that earned students extra credits toward commencement. The classes...
It was uncharacteristically warm in the ‘Doghouse.’ I had the rolling door open because I was refinishing a small dresser, and the...