.....It was not only that I could not become spiteful, I did not know how to become anything; neither spiteful nor kind, neither a rascal nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. Now, I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that... Read more...
…He was a dark, grim man wit’ jet black hair wit’ a patch o’ gray in the front o’ it; he always wore a buzz cut. He had dark, beautiful, rich skin with these piercin’ hazel eyes. Lookin’ into his eyes, you can see there was so much pain in his soul. He had a scar down his face throug... Read more...
Haywood Fennell is one of the 5,000-plus prisoners in Pennsylvania serving life terms for murder. "Red Dog," as he is known, has been in prison since he was 17. He is now 60. This is his life story in graphic novel form. (more…) Read more...
Mother’s day was yesterday; well, I have a friend, more like a sister that is going through grief. Her mother just passed away a few days before Mother’s Day. A few words about her mother; Ms. ________ was a wonderful lady. No matter how she felt ... Read more...
Countless Americans heard about La'Shaun Armstrong, the 10-year-old boy orphaned April 12 when his mother drove herself and her four children into the Hudson River. Countless Americans wanted to do something for the boy, who escaped through a window only to learn his mother and three half-siblin... Read more...
Trust - (n.) reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence. —Synonyms 1. certainty, belief, faith. Trust, assurance, confidence imply a feeling of security. Trust implies instinctive unquestioning belief in and reliance upon something: to ... Read more...
Most of the time when you ask someone what being in love is more than not they will verbally paint a picture that appears to be “perfect.” A lot think it’s always “peaches & cream’’ or “flawless” but the thing that is overlooked is that no one is perfect. Love doesn't have fl... Read more...
HEY! Welcome back for another six degree of happenstance; I hope Mr. Deckard did a good job of telling a story. Well, this next story isn’t about revenge or cold blooded murder; this story is about love. Oh, there goes our loving couple outside of Steve’s dormitory on a clear beautiful night... Read more...
I have a sister named Erica C. Blair. Erica is one of my earliest childhood memories. We’ve had very complexed adventures as siblings. I didn’t like her when she first was born, but she loved her big brother. She didn’t like me throughout our juven... Read more...