Feb 26, 2018Johnny Johnson was his name.Johnny Johnson was his name. Basketball was his game. It was on a early summer Tuesday night that a legend was born. Behind the school, on the worn blacktop hoops, shadows moved back and forth across the pavement chasing the same goal. Buckets. Johnny was new to the game. Decked…Humor4 min read
Feb 24, 2018It was a typical summer night.It was a typical summer night. Hot and muggy. Growing up in a small town in New Jersey meant that the whole town was out including the bugs. As I was being bitten, I sat down on the front porch next to my brother, Jude, and listened as he added…Ice Cream4 min read