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Jiminy Cockroach

When I was twelve-years-old, I flew on a plane by myself for the first time to visit New Orleans — or “N’warlins.” It was summer vacation...

No Drowsy Drivers!

I woke up this morning before the sun rose. This isn’t a huge deal in the mountains. Those gigantic rocks keep the sun from hitting land...

Setting the Standards

Thank you to MN Playlist for publishing the following article on its website 11/16/21. To see the original posting click here. Local...

The Sun Finally Sets for Big Red

My mother was a badass. Not in a Xena Warrior Princess kind of way, but a warrior nonetheless. She was 5’ 2” but her nickname was “Big...

The Death Rattle

There is a sound reverberating through the house tonight. It’s the sound of my mother’s labored last breaths. She will soon find her way...

A Pandemic of Harm

I was honored with the request to submit a letter to the Public Safety Committee of the Minnesota State Legislature last week, as they...

A WAR THAT HAS NO NAME

There is an image from Wednesday’s siege of the Capitol building that is so disturbing to me. It’s not the guy with his feet on Speaker...

DANCING ON LANDMINES

DANCING ON LANDMINES: The Continuing Saga of CTC I saw a photograph the other day that sent me directly to the core of my trauma. An old...

IS JUSTICE EVEN POSSIBLE?

I spent several hours the other day reading the transcript of my trial against Children’s Theatre Company (CTC) from January of 2019. I’m...