He usually was smiling
Joe was my stepfather, but he was so much more to me than just a substitute dad for when my biological dad wasn’t around. How does one go about writing a tribute story about someone they loved? I guess it’s by sharing my favorite memories of that person. This one is about my stepfather – Joe. Continue reading
My athletic accomplishments would look like this
I wrote most of this story more than two years ago but didn’t finish until now. I held off I guess because I felt I was self defeating. But hey, every single aspect, minute or major, of everything that’s occurred in our lives, goes into the making of who we are as adults. I promised to make an honest attempt to document all my moments of growing up, so here I go.