What are we to do when our loved ones pass on How do we cope? How do we move on?
After over three decades two best friends from high school are reunited after losing track of one another. The secrets they never were able to share back then are about each are now truly remarkable and ongoing!
In the final installment from my memoir I tie up all the loose threads and little mysteries which have been unanswered up till this time.
I travel down memory lane as I summarize how I've grown into my spiritual skin through the years learning to fly (as it were) from my baptist roots to the comfort zone where I now find myself.
As my husband receives his first promotion to manage his first motel, we begin our "Southwest Tour." Thus begins his reputation of fixing up one motel and its staff after another . . . leading us to our ultimate destination.
A lot of pieces begin to fall into place for me after I begin my online bromance with the big tall fella from El Paso named Lane who introduces me to the United Church of Christ. My spiritual side starts getting fed again . . . and so naturally my heart follows . . .
I finally come out of the closet both at work and within the vibrant gay communities in Tucson and Phoenix, and I begin exploring slowly at first what it means to be a sensual gay male.
As my wife and I seek outside advice about my "revelation" to her, we grapple with the issues: how to tell the kids, going on a European Cruise already paid for, and do we stay married? Ah, decisions, decisions???
I recall all of the thoughts, images, emotions, and events leading up to my strange back-handed, mishandled coming out on St. Patrick's Day 2005.
As my wife and I begin our retirement in Tucson, Arizona, I take a part-time job as a cowboy/actor on an old movie studio back lot which soon turns into the most fascinating work I've ever had. And more . . .
In today's concluding installment from Chapter 13, my 82 year old dad experiences a severe stroke right at the end of the school year which begins our "Summer from Hell" as Nancy and I rush off to his bedside.
I've recovered from my last round of back surgeries to become the new school librarian, yet my health continues to deteriorate to the point that I must teach from an electric wheelchair while my wife becomes totally disabled via Social Security Disability. And the band plays on.
As I graduate from my master's degree program and I should be celebrating the pinnacle of my success, I can barely walk and require yet another surgery . . . which nearly kills me.
As I recover after my first back surgery, I've rebuilt the music program at the school where I teach in Chicago, and for my efforts I'm rewarded with a two-week retreat in The Loop at what is called the Talented Teacher Institute. This is one of two highlights of my career communing ...
I begin my teaching career as the General Music Teacher in a K-8 Magnet School in an Hispanic neighborhood on the southwest side of Chicago, and I'm loving it, but then my old job at the tire factory comes back to haunt me. I need back surgery . . .
My family and I complete our move to the greater Chicago area which requires a LOT of changes on our part, some good and some not so good. As time progresses I go through many. MANY personal and professional changes . . .
My co-worker Mike (whom I've secretly fallen in love with) unexpectedly returns from college 2/3 of the way thru his junior year and asks for his old job back. We take an overnight trip ALONE back to his college to gather his belongings. Uh-oh! What happens??
While I finally acquire a decent sales job with an engineering firm in Lansing something quite unexpected happens between me and one of my male co-workers. Something along the lines of unexpected bonds . . . Uh-oh!
My wife, son, and I have now lost our house to to the severe economic situation of the 80's and we are forced to relocate, and so we move closer to our closest of friends in the Leslie area where I begin a career as an in-demand substitute teacher for awhile before transitioning into ...
As the Reagan Era progresses, the economic crisis in Michigan worsens. How does that affect my family now that I have a son in school?
My wife and I have moved back home again to Michigan and the bosom embrace of our friends as I seek employment amid the high inflationary times of the Carter Era which gives way to Reagonomics. Michigan suffers accordingly . . .
As our sojourn in South Carolina continues my wife and I head into a deep downward spiral which begins with my unexpected headache. And then the dominoes fall . . .
As I begin teaching in South Carolina's Low Country in the late 1970's, my wife and I experience the culture shock that only two inexperienced Yankees can feel in a recently integrated school system and an unintegrated community.
My job with the "Christian" ladies of the daycare keeps deteriorating. What is their ultimate solution for me? And how do I respond?
As my wife's delivery day approaches I change jobs. All is great at first . . .