I'm using this blog as a way to publish my "works in progress". A way to solidify the memories I am reliving on paper and the ones I have contrived to fill in the blanks. They are works of fiction--but I am sure that many of the stories will be recognizable by those who know me best.
To the 5 year old boy who wandered into my backyard one day--I thank you for giving me years of material to bring to life.
