Published inBanjo’s Daughters40 Years Ago, I lost My Father. Our Family Lost a Legend.My mom loved her 1976 boxy little orange 2002 BMW. She rarely let my dad drive it, which was fine with him. He loved his new Pontiac Grand…Oct 8, 2017Oct 8, 2017
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersSoup and SexCon•sum•mate: verb ˈkänsəˌmāt/ make (a marriage or relationship) complete by having sexual intercourse.Jul 10, 20151Jul 10, 20151
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersWhen Dad Won a Bet, Life Was Grand. When He Lost, We Ran for Cover.You gotta pay the vig.Jun 10, 2015Jun 10, 2015
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersThe Reluctant LookoutMy days of working for dad.May 26, 2015May 26, 2015
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersWith Great Power…Life with my own personal bodyguard.May 18, 2015May 18, 2015
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersThe Day the FBI Turned My Dream Room Into a NightmareMay 7, 2015May 7, 2015
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersTwenty Dollar PalmsHoly Week and saving Dad from the devil.Apr 2, 2015Apr 2, 2015
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersRoast Beef and Road RageMy summers at the track with dad.Mar 24, 2015Mar 24, 2015
Published inBanjo’s DaughtersA Kiss and a Nibble“Old Blue Eyes” left his mark on my leg, and my heart.Mar 12, 2015Mar 12, 2015
