I had another opportunity to run with my cousin Chelssie this past Friday. It was a beautiful Friday night on the eve of the Pride March. We were treated to sunny summer weather with a nice breeze....

I have a handful of corroded memories from my childhood intermixed with imaginations and interjection. My mothers first marriage fell apart on Davis St back in Marion Ohio. She is naturally very pr...

Two points during a great conversation with very dear friends at a French restaurant in The Bishops Art’s District this afternoon. “Do you think everyone has the capacity for creativity?” Next an o...

Two years ago we moved back home from Texas to Ohio. I’ll never forget the night before we drove back. It was Thanksgiving. Most of our years in Dallas were spent together, sedentary after work, or...