One of the toughest and bravest guys I ever met spent the battle of the bulge, WWII, shitting his pants, literally. He was a 19 year old gunnery sergeant from Chester, NY. The most anti war person … [Read more...] about Veterans Day
Some days I just cannot do the nursing home. I swear to God I do not know how the people who work here survive it, every day, every gray and … [Read more...] about Some days I just cannot do the nursing home
October 28, 1993... that was the day I dumped the last of my Oxy, Percodan, Xanax and sweet Seconal down the toilet. God, I do love Oxy and vodka. Vodka is like air to me. But, on that day, 23 … [Read more...] about Twenty Three Years of Sobriety, But the Day Ain’t Over Yet
I was watching that embarrassment last week, "the debate," wondering when or if those two would get around to heroin and prescription pills and the addiction … [Read more...] about We Are Consumers and Profit Centers – The War on Drugs
I average four text messages a week from people I've never met either struggling with addiction or a friend or relative of a victim. I have six friends, including two of my closest friends with … [Read more...] about The Election
Face plant. I feel the pebbles of the pavement on my cheek. Thirty seconds ago I was hitting it hard, my fourteen pound titanium bicycle and I were tearing up a … [Read more...] about The Broken Bones of Age
Last night I was in a mood, I was looking for it. Looking for trouble. This happens when I'm in a situation I don't like and I'm mad about something totally unrelated to the current situation. I … [Read more...] about In a mood, what is wrong with me?