Two roads diverged in a wood when I was 16. Long before I ever read Robert Frost. I was on my fourth high school and was sitting in a classroom taking an SAT test. They said it was required to…
We attended a state-sanctioned U-17 women’s soccer tournament last weekend in Fayetteville. We left Charlotte Saturday morning for a 2 p.m. first game and were scheduled to play three games in our bracket, one on Saturday and two on Sunday…
Since floating the idea of Gone Dogs to friends in 2015, every person I’ve spoken with has responded favorably. Every one. Mostly, it was because they thought a coffee-table style book filled with stories about man’s best friend was surely…
We moved to Houston in 1980, before my sophomore year in high school. That summer I attended my first Major League baseball game. Driving up to the Astrodome that first time was like a waking dream—I’d seen that massive metal…
With what I’ve been through in life, you’d think I’d have learned by now. But no, I’m just as susceptible to fear and anxiety as anyone. Probably not as much as some of you–for whom it appears peace is an…
You may not realize this, but not everyone who joins the military does so to be patriotic. Most of the enlisted guys I knew only joined because they had nowhere else to go. That was my story too. Thirty-five years…
Writer. Father to daughters. Husband. Ad man. Raised by wolves. 
