My father doesn’t believe in Halloween. It’s not because the pagan holiday goes against his religious beliefs. He’s an atheist. He’s also an old-school West Indian man, Haitian to be precise. Dressing up, going to door-to-door to beg for candy was one of the many “American” things he frowned upon. If teachers sent him notices … More Ya Dig?
A former high school classmate/current Facebook friend ran into one of our old teachers in an elevator and posted a Facebook picture that I assume was taken with a cell phone. The post garnered many likes and comments not only about Mr. Barnor, who taught Civics and Economics, but also comments about other teachers who … More High School: The Mouse Race To Prepare You For The Rat Race*
Yesterday was the birthday of my first love. Well, my only love really. We were together for three years; apart now for almost ten. Nothing has come close to duplicating our relationship. I don’t lament it, just reminiscing. As most first loves, it ran its course, I suppose. My other love brought us together. We … More Love Is The One Thing Everyone Wants; It’s The One Thing Not Everyone Has*