Dams Be Gone

Somewhere in my mother’s photo albums is a picture taken by my father of the teenage me standing on a viewing platform…

A Story of Hope

Hope. With recent events including strife and illness making the headlines in America, hope is something that has been scarce in my…

Anatomy of a Beating

From early 1987 and for about the next 10 years I was employed at a small law office in downtown Oakland. The…

Dams for the Breaching

The Lockdown has sparked a renaissance in correspondence. I’ve been exchanging postcards with my mother and letters with my youngest nephew. Emails…

Community & Killer Cats

(Before we get rolling here, I’m going to ask that you imagine, before reading the first line of this little time-waster, it…