Open letter to LaPierre//The grandfather I never knew.

You should know that I started this blog to detail my adventures.  But, I am finding more increasingly, that my adventures often entail emotional experience, rather than "real life."  This blog wasn't started to combat, or to argue.  It was started to inspire.  To better us (and, realistically, to better myself, as writing often does). …

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Road Side Reflections

Her eyes are tired. Her face is like the desert landscape, like the canyons carved away by eroding wind and sand, the wrinkles make fine grooves upon her skin. She stands beneath the roadside stand, fanning herself with a bronzed hand, the ensuing breeze she creates playing at her stark, black hair that reflects the …

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