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Anaheim Stadium
Southern California was electric that night. I was holed up at Uncle Lee’s place doing my best to steady the anticipation. Sunday, August 20, 1989, wasn’t just any day on my calendar—it was going to be the final leg of my pilgrimage. One I had “waited my entire life” for, which in the strict math… Continue reading
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Cops
Bad boys, bad boys Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do when they come for you? That lyric is from the TV show Cops. There’s a simple answer to this question. I know whatcha gonna do. Your ass is gonna go to jail. That’s what you’re gonna do. For Dad, it was only a matter of… Continue reading
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Mrs. Dunning
The only thing I loved about Wyoming and Sheridan High School was the business class I took my senior year. Everything else about my life, I hated. One year earlier, the summer before my junior year, I had moved with my dad back to my birthstate in protest, pissed off to be leaving Oklahoma and… Continue reading