Category Archives: Ohio
As if knowing he was a caricature of a human, Grandpa Jack did most if not all of these things with a pipe in his mouth.
I always tried to do the independent thing first—I’ll call my own tow-truck, I’ll look for my own apartment, I’ll find a job, I’ll pick a grad program.
Spend the next four years, and hopefully not eight, dear God hopefully not eight, fighting for those wild and important places.
It’s a typically bustling city now silent and eerie, “Jingle Bell Rock” echoing forlornly down the avenues.