The story of what happened the night the family returned home from the hospital after Grandpa Joe’s death is quite amazing.... Read More
I walked nervously through the parking lot. My legs felt as wobbly as freshly cooked pasta and my heart pounded in my chest like a bass drum -- it almost drowned out the clacking
sound my cleats made on the decaying... Read More
This is a poem I wrote one evening as I sat in the corner of a room observing the activity and reflecting on my time here in Germany. It’s a beautiful country, but what I notice is often sad. A... Read More
Imagine you literally died and went to heaven. After your first hundred years of enjoying the peace and tranquility of the place, the Lord pays you a visit. He puts his hand on your shoulder and says, "You've been a... Read More
Back home in America, I always seemed to be the outcast. In many groups, I've been the only black guy. I make some people uncomfortable because I don’t know how to “stay in my place”.... Read More
The story of what happened the night the family returned home from the hospital after Grandpa Joe’s death is quite amazing.... Read More
Conny is a German mother of three adult children with three grandchildren. She's not only a great photographer, but she's also a great writer and poet. She also operates her own firm. ... Read More