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Signs
Daily Prompt: Weaving the Threads
My nephew copies music. He reminds me of myself at his age, except I was using tapes I got from Tower Records, you know the kind that came in packs of 10, wrapped in some type of red plastic that was damn near impossible to remove without scissors. And he copies movies from air to … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Weaving the Threads
In the Background
A Sam By Any Other Name
I go by the name Sam. I have always gone by the name Sam… except when I have to sign an official document. Then I am someone else, and it’s strange. I look like a Sam. I feel like a Sam. And as much as a name can identify you, I identify with Sam. And … Continue reading A Sam By Any Other Name
Place I Called Home
You know, people asked me if I was going home, and I honestly didn’t know how to answer them. If I’m being honest with myself, this place is no longer home, but in place and at times it still feels like it. When I go down to South Street, even though it has changed so … Continue reading Place I Called Home
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