I supervise foster homes. A few years ago, one of my foster families had taken placement of a little boy named Chris. Chris was husky and socially awkward, but also impossible to dislike. He was mostly quiet - a real observer - but would sometimes come out and say the most outlandish comments. There were many times that Chris had me laughing to the point ...(more)
When I was fourteen, I was shown love during one of the darkest moments in my life. The previous month, I had been driven to a mental breakdown and was placed in a psych ward by my abusive parents. They had tried to have me committed for the long term, but my caretakers in the ward approved to have me released after the minimal stay of 19 days.
The two hou...(more)
I was involved in a shooting in February 1984. The details of the incident are described here , so I won't rehash them.
One unexpected effect of having been in this gunfight was in the way it caused other cops to regard me. Up until this time, I was not held in high regard by my peers or superiors. I was the weird guy...(more)