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...
The first time I met Wesley Morgan. I didn’t want to like him. That’s a shameful admission, but it’s true. Wesley isn’t...
I was standing at the counter of my local Computer Fix-It Store- I should back up, here; every now and again my...
“Tell me what?” Mother demanded. I elbowed my little brother hard in the ribs in the...
This article originally appeared in The DogHouse Manifesto on October 27th, 2012. In view of some recent events, I have decided to re-run...
The church house, that’s what everyone called it, sat snugly if quietly and dangerously on the corner of Lexington Street at Jefferson....
“What the hell do you want?” He shouted as he threw the door open. I stumbled back...