America Part III

I was sweeping the kitchen when through the door came three bounding bundles of pure energy. With Sue Ellen leading the pack and sue right behind followed by a half pint mutt about the size of a house cat. They all came to a sliding screeching barking stop in between my feet and we all…

AMERICA NINTEEN-SEVENTY-SOMETHING Part Two

Feeling pretty stuck up, I gathered myself together and made it back to the chair on the porch. I plucked out most of the thorns and finally fell asleep there, out in the night air away from that awful ,ghastly screaming that caused my undoing just moments ago. When I heard DeWayne’s truck next morning…

America, Oklahoma 1970s

  Going North on Highway 37 through Red River County, Texas, you will pass through some dense piney woods, all the way until you come to the Red River. That is where I lived before I went to jail and on to prison (see Red River County Jail). I soon learned that my old horse…

One More Piece of Freedom

I would be willing to bet that most of you take for granted having a driver’s license…right? Well folks, I do not, as I have not had one since around 1994 or so. Believe it or not, that impedes your freedom. Being able to drive here in America is pretty much a necessity as things…

Equality vs Equity

People scream about equality. However, there is a vast gap in equality for those of us with a mental illness. Accomplishing the simplest task or understanding simple emotions is like scaling a huge wall in front of us, one that spans gender, race, religion, economics, and characteristics and much, much more. I question the validity…

Letting Freedom Ring

Today I am not homeless, and live in a and state of perpetual gratefulness for this act of kindness. Although my current home is by no means sustainable at this point. I am under a cloud of uncertainty. Several things must happen before I am totally free. Freedom is not being out of prison, but…