1080

Going into fifth grade my Father married our Stepmother and we moved into the city. Calling Slocomb a city is like calling Dothan “Birmingham”. Trust me, that killed in Alabama. We’d been living on my Father’s bosses property in a trailer that belonged to us. We had love if nothing else. When our Stepmother enteredContinue reading “1080”

Bookfair

History has always been my favorite subject. I didn’t even know it until after I was done with school. (He’s a goober.) As far as history goes, I’ve always thought that understanding history is essential to a better future. Patterns repeat themselves. That’s why old people walk around sounding like prophets and shit.  When IContinue reading “Bookfair”