Tag: Apopka

  • In Memory of a Dear Old Friend

    In Memory of a Dear Old Friend

    Every time a bell rings, I’ll think of my old friend. But then, he had his wings all along.

  • Two Truths

    Two Truths

    Not all truths are self-evident.

  • PTRTSESSD: Post-Traumatic Racially Tense Southern Elementary School Stress Disorder

    What horrible lessons to teach a child.

  • El Norte

    A movie that is still very relevant today.

  • The Cinema and Brew

    God, I loved that place.

  • Even Weeds Belong Somewhere

    My whole life, I’ve felt as though I didn’t quite fit in. So much so, that at some point I gave up trying. In fact, these days I seem to have gone to the other end of the bell curve entirely. I kind of delight in being out in left field most of the time.…

  • White Boy

    Growing up in a small town in the rural south, I encountered my fair share of interesting characters. One guy that I’d occasionally see around was known as “White Boy”. He was a huge guy with a huge chip on his shoulder. He was intimidating. He used to fight a lot. I never saw him…

  • Meaning What You Say

    “Let go of him, or I’m going to hit you,” I said to my boyfriend, who was playing a little too roughly with his much younger brother. The kid was choking. My words didn’t seem to sink in. “P, I swear to God, I’ll hit you if you don’t let him go!” Nothing. So I…

  • That Sinking Feeling

    Anyone who has lived in Central Florida knows on some level that it’s basically sinkhole central. The land is comprised mostly of limestone, which is easily dissolved in water, so it gets very porous. That’s fine when those pores are full of water, but in dryer times, they become air pockets, and the walls and…

  • The Cigarette Girl and the Waving Man

    I spent the first 10 years of my life in Connecticut, so when we moved to a small Southern town in the 1970’s, it was quite a culture shock. The segregation was more subtle than it had been in the 50’s, of course. We all went to school together. But we certainly didn’t live in…