Remember when Mayor Greg Fischer declared Louisville a compassionate city. Considering the type of police state he’s presiding over in 2018, the lie of compassion is coming back to haunt us. Take today’s Occupy ICE protests. You know, civil disobedience without violence or bloodshed. He decided, we gotta crush it anyway. Continue reading “Occupy ICE in Louisville”
Last Thursday, my son London graduated high school. It’s quite the accomplishment. Not that any high school kid sees it that way. But he’s got every reason to be proud of himself. Continue reading “The Graduate”
Yeah, that’s an old country thing. “He cleans up pretty good,” they say. Or they direct it at you or some third party. But that’s okay because we’re in the country. Which is weird because Louisville is the crossroads. Too north to be southern but too south to be northern. And so it will be with London when we goes off to wherever life takes him. Continue reading “Cleans Up Pretty Good”
It’s the last day of school for my senior. Continue reading “Of Course I’m That Dad”
I spent part of my Memorial Day covering an event for the Voice-Tribune and I’m happy I got to witness the 2018 Enshrinement Ceremony. The Louisville area armed forces veterans came together at the Patriots Peace Memorial to enshrine three heroes. Continue reading “Memorial Day Patriots Peace Memorial”
That’s London, Patrick and Brayden. They’re the football players we call The Three Amigos. They don’t. I don’t think they ever have because I’m not sure they have ever paid attention to how obvious their friendship is. On the football field, it was obvious. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: The Three Amigos”
They’re 17 and 18 years old, so what’s a prom photo shoot without one of those “Squad Goals” photos. Or some people call them “prison poses.” That’s not applicable here because, and this is a dad bragging, London’s friends have a higher purpose in mind for their adulthood. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: The Squad Goals Photo”
And so it goes… My little boy isn’t little anymore. He’s a young man and, if I do say so myself, a fine one. Tonight is his senior prom and here I am, bawling into my keyboard like a running faucet. Continue reading “SKETCHBOOK: So This Happened Tonight”
There’s a part of the Tao that I was reading today and it reminded me of my son London because it describes his personality. He’s never read the Tao and at this point of his life, he’s not even interested in it, but part of it is in him nonetheless. Continue reading “This. Kid. Right. Here.”
