My First Job
I was only 24 years old, fired from my prior job as a filing clerk, but I had a Masters in Computer Science. From Westwood I took the bus to Century City, my interview was in one of the towers…
I was only 24 years old, fired from my prior job as a filing clerk, but I had a Masters in Computer Science. From Westwood I took the bus to Century City, my interview was in one of the towers…
Years ago in my early 30’s I struggled to earn a decent living. This was after I had started my own business in Seattle a few years prior. Even though that endeavor went boom-bust, nonetheless, I had owned a house…
I must have looked lost, too. “Can you find my dad?” A little boy was standing there, calmly asking me. I felt like I was 10 feet tall, he was that small. His urgent appeal snapped me out of my…
That was the prompt this morning at the Mesa Writers Group – it was my first time attending as the guest of Hap Ziegler. After introductions where everyone commented on media, TV, books, and movies they'd consumed recently it was…
There are surprise parties and then there are party surprises. We live in a condo with a fireplace prominently positioned in the lobby invoking thoughts of cozy gatherings on cool evenings. Fitted for natural gas, but originally just an empty…
"It's kinda ugly... Richard Lambert and I are hanging out on State Street when James rolls up. We ask him how he feels about car-free State Street...