Tom Cat the Owl Man Was My Cellmate (Memoir)

Tom Cat the Owl Man Was My Cellmate (Memoir)

Before I was taken to my jail cell, the guards made me undress and put on ‘blues’. My new wardrobe. Criminal pajamas. Then one of them taunted me by loudly spitting out from over his desk, “Hope you don’t have claustrophobia!” I did have a fear of enclosed spaces and...
Tell your story.

Tell your story.

“Where do you find your power and strength?” That’s what sculptor and musician Lonnie Holley asks on the placard by this wonderful mixed media sculpture. His piece is called “Supported by the Power” and I’ve seen it many times at...
The Day I Killed 69 Chickens in Alaska (Memoir)

The Day I Killed 69 Chickens in Alaska (Memoir)

The day I killed and skinned 69 chickens in a ship’s graveyard on Alaska’s Kenai Peninsula is why I stopped eating birds when I was 18. It was late May and my friend Jeff and I flew from Seattle to Anchorage to “go fishin’”. Jeff was a very smart, 19-year-old...