A young boy holding a train

A Love Letter to Gen X

Gen X growing up in America
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I’m a Yankee Doodle Boy

I’m a Yankee Doodle Boy

During those rare occasions when I was alone at home, I would secretly live out my alter ego as a famous artist. Performing for my introvert-friendly audience, safely residing in my imagination. My family in absentia. I began preparing for my performance by opening the lid on the stereo console when electronics were furniture. Carefully…
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Death Comes for Gertrude

Death Comes for Gertrude

We had a dog, an Irish Setter appropriately named Casey. Walking her meant opening the backdoor. Secure in the knowledge she was imprisoned by the grey diamond chain link fence from Sears that caged the perimeter of our backyard. Being careful in winter not to touch it with any moist body parts, as in A Christmas…
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Dad’s Seizure

Dad’s Seizure

My heart is now filled with the peace of God. Giving and receiving love seems natural, second nature, and even ordinary. This is how I want to live my Dad’s Seizure and how God wants me to live my life. Empathy, kindness, and generosity are limitless gifts for both myself and the world. I no…
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