It’s reverse bullying. That was my ridiculous and embarrassed reaction to a horrible situation. Early one morning, around 6:30 am, it was still dark when

Balancing on Unstable Surfaces
Reflections on the challenges of balancing life in a constantly shifting world
It’s reverse bullying. That was my ridiculous and embarrassed reaction to a horrible situation. Early one morning, around 6:30 am, it was still dark when
“A salad? A cold salad? It’s 40o F (4.4o C) outside, cold, windy and pouring down rain. You know the worse thing you can say
Ugh. The Humanity. A young man laying in the street on New Montgomery and Market huddled in a green sleeping bag. Cars going around him
Three years ago, a third of the homeless population were over 50. Today it is half. Half. Half of the homeless are over 50. An alarming
Damn. He’s back. He’s thinner, a lot thinner to the point of gauntness, he has the yellow cast of jaundice and a weariness that wasn’t
She is a mini me. This little brown girl with wide eyes sporting a leopard print hat that matched mine. We locked eyes for a