When I was in high school, I was convinced that I was going to be the next Mike Royko, who was a well-known newspaper columnist in Chicago. I have always enjoyed writing. If I wasn’t reading, I was writing angst-filled, teenage poetry (“my life is like a circle, spinning round…
Good and bad. Right and wrong. Positive and negative. Heaven and Hell. Virtue and vice. I would like to think I’m mostly on the left side of all those combinations. I’m certainly not perfect, but I’m pretty boring if you’re looking for me to be in the bad/wrong/negative/Hell/vice category. I’ve…
When I was a kid, we knew the vast majority of the neighbors on our dead end street. The Morris family lived next door. The Andersons lived across the street. The Moyers family lived next to the Andersons until the Bradfords moved in. The Vegetables lived next to them (and…
