Leaving The Door Open
Keeping it Real Storytelling
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Hiding in a Painting
I had finished weeding around the begonias in my grandfather’s garden as I did sometimes on Saturday mornings. I knew that he would be waiting inside for me. I was nervous about going in because I had something on my mind. I was 16 or…
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The Captain
From the moment we walked towards the empty dock on the Banana River, I knew this experience was going to be different. Scheduled to leave…
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The Summer of 1973
It was the summer of 1973. “Brother Louie”, “Touch Me in the Morning” and “Drift Away” were rotating every hour on my little brown plastic…
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Opening Up Caskets and Conversations
My thoughts for this post started last week as I read the latest post from Marian Beaman titled “Little Girl and a Coffin in the…
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What “Mother” Looks Like
I have spent so much time analyzing and chiseling away at the core of the relationship between my mother and myself that I realized I…
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