Loss of Signal
I wish my dad's house had been filled with guitars and books like mine is. I wish my zero and I were closer. But they say, the first seventeen years…
I wish my dad's house had been filled with guitars and books like mine is. I wish my zero and I were closer. But they say, the first seventeen years…
"You got in!" My mother had tracked me down during Spring Break with my dad, in Port Aransas. I was at The Island Cafe with my friend Larry when they…
By the time this was taken at my grandparent's lake house, my father was already established as a successful doctor with a family practice and an alcoholic. And there I…