A Bad Experience at the Drug Store

From my senior year in high school through my sophomore year in college, I worked at CVS Pharmacy…

What I Love is Who I Am.

For both of my parents, I have seen their job as a large part of their life. It seems like that is all they every…

Foundation of the Family

During a time when there were a hundred things my great grandma Rose needed at age 96, to her, her needs were…

A Place to Think

I am a daydreamer. But this is not always a good thing. Often in school, for example, I find that although I am hearing the…

Nana and Papa

A place that is important in my life is my grandparents house, Nana and Papa as I call them. This is a place in my life where I have learned many lessons about myself as well as family values passed down through various encounters. Some of my fondest memories are Sunday dinners when my Nana would cook…

The Oldest Bestie

My grandma, Lora Hawley, was the best person I ever knew. I always considered her to be my best friend and she knew it. She was…

Mother

Character Blog

November 2015

Facing a Buffalo

The summer of 2016 was unforgettable. My friend, James and I drove over 3000 miles from the west coast to Pennsylvania. James is…

The Neon Pad

Growing up as a young boy, my mother and father worked second shift jobs. Their choice was to either pay for a sitter, which would have been expensive, or drop me of at my grandma’s house. Of course, the choice was easy, grandma’s house it was. I sure didn’t mind. I loved spending time with my grandma…

When I was four years old my parents signed me up for T-ball. I was on the Marlins and the coaches were my mom’s best friends from high school and these women were volunteering for fun, they also had sons on the team. It was a fun time for the team, all of the kids were just starting to play the game of baseball.