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Nineteen sixty-eight was a tumultuous year, rife with wars, riots, and assassinations. For me, though, the upheaval was more personal

In the interest of full disclosure, yes, I was a hippie, and yes, I was at Woodstock. I’ve spent most

The first time I got drunk was during the Cuban missile crisis, when the TV kept telling us nuclear war

Some of the saddest, loneliest, and most miserable years of my life were spent in Ypsilanti, Michigan, a small college

When I started this website 15 years ago, it was a casual thing. I’d jot down whatever came to mind

Full disclosure: I smoked marijuana, often on a daily basis, for 26 years, from 1967 to 1993. During the lean

Everything takes forever these days, if it gets done at all, and this story, about what it’s like to turn

There comes a time when insanity and injustice becomes so rampant that it reeks to high heaven.  To remain silent