12.31.2001

We never knew where the planes came from nor did we have any idea where they were going, we just knew that Stephen never wanted to be near one and that I wanted to be on every one I saw.

Yeah Kid, There Is A Santa

12.24.2001

Like most other kids I knew that Jesus had something peripheral to do with Christmas, but I wanted to be in on the action. I wanted Santa.

Cell Phone

12.10.2001

It seemed as though the bar was split down the middle with people like me sitting opposite of people like James but for the most part none of the others like me seemed to have much of a problem with their friends.

Guitar War

12.03.2001

I finished my song and watched her for a minute as I sipped from my then cold cup of coffee to see what her intentions were, much the same as Kennedy did upon discovering that the Russians had dropped a few nukes off in Cuba.

It’s Over

11.26.2001

There was nothing I could do to stop her, after all she was in another country and not one that was involved in the NAFTA agreement.

Lonelyness

11.19.2001

My father was the newest manager at the town’s poultry processing plant, a step down the career ladder disguised as a promotion, and the rest of the “union yes” kids resented my management level dad and, by proxy, me.

Chevy Impala

11.12.2001

Bobby left her with something that he didn’t fight about nearly as much as he did the Impala; he left her with a daughter.

Peter’s Day Off

10.29.2001

What’s the point of drinking if you can’t taste the alcohol?

Hanging Old Glory

10.22.2001

I could only wonder what the big guys behind the counter thought upon seeing a kid approach with long hair, a distinct odor of alcohol, and about a hundred feet of rope.

Relationship Report Card

10.15.2001

Clara made a lot of lists and had perfected them.