The Easter Bunny Scandal
It was 1972, I was ten years old and my younger brother, Charlie, was six. We lived in a very modest home in Hammond, Indiana. We didn’t have much but we did have loving parents…
Fuzzy Wuzzy
Have you ever worked with the metal known as pewter? It’s quite pliable. You can bend it into almost any shape you want. Get creative. Pewter plays an important part in this story. Just keep…
The Last Question
“I cried when I wrote this song, sue me if I go too long.” – Steely Dan There are moments in life when inspiration suddenly appears without warning. In 1976 I was fourteen years old.…
My Painful Parents
Let me start out by saying I truly loved my parents. They gave me life and they gave me a rich experience filled with amazing boyhood memories. I look up, smile and hope that they…
The Great Missouri Road Trip
I think it was 1976. My brother Bob and I had started a pop can collection in the basement, the summer Olympics were being hosted in Montreal, Canada and I had discovered Mark Twain. I…
Pogo Sticks and World Records
Once when I was a young lad something changed my life. I went to my Uncle Johnny’s house. I always liked him and his wife Donna. They had three kids, my cousins, one named Brandy.…
Caught Smoking
Like any curious teenager, I took up smoking, in a classic scene, three young boys walking down an empty railroad track in the wintertime. Literally, on a dare I took my first puff (menthol) and…
Shooting Water Through My Teeth
I wanted a bike for my birthday. I was six years old and had long left the three wheel world of biking. But my only experience on two wheels was limited and I had not…
Uncle Johnny Makes a Few Bucks
I got cousins out there somewhere in the wild that may or may not know this story. But it has to be told. My Uncle Johnny made a few dollars on my dad. I’m not…
Who Taught Me How To Tell A Story?
There once was a boy who was lost. Fighting to be heard at any cost. He found a voice where none was before. And because of you he found more. This story goes out to…