It didn’t have to be said, but I instantly knew, as we all knew, we were actually witnessing a terrorist attack…
Category: Memories
Church Tales: “The Cost Of Salvation. Will You Take A Post-Dated Check?” or “How I Got the Holy Ghost”
At this point, I was no longer interested in the Holy Spirit, speaking in tongues or anything else contributing to my salvation…
I Was A Crackhead For A Day (If You Let Them Tell It)
My father thought I was taking depressants and slammed me against the wall with one hand, holding me a good 12″ above the ground.
The Upper Level: My Greatest Memory Of My Father
I’ll never forget my first football halftime show, freshman year with the marching band, fall of 1981. He was in attendance, watching the game from the stands with his high school buddies…
Cameradventures: Full Circle
It was one of the easier gigs, something your average party-goer could do, but everyone would rather enjoy themselves and the party. That’s where I come in…
Consider Me Gone
…and though I wasn’t quite sure how my life would turn out, one thing was for sure…
…I was leaving or good.
