Five years to the day

January 30th is a date that I always hate to see coming on the calendar, and this year it marks the fifty anniversary of my dad’s death.

But there’re only ten minutes left, so it’ll be over soon enough.


This on-again, off-again, would-be commentator proves that attitudes are contagious, and that some can even kill. To this end, every written word is weighed carefully to ensure the precise delivery of the author's intent while inflicting blunt force trauma to the psyche of the reader.

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