I was a happily married 25-year-old guy living in a Monterey loft apartment with my wife of two years. Madison was a couple of years younger than I and we were enjoying all the pleasures that come with a young relationship. I worked in finance and she was just starting out at a local hospital while part-time bartending a couple of times a week to supplem...
By the time I reached the outskirts of Houston, the adrenaline-rush I was feeling was counter-balanced by the rush-hour traffic I was stuck in. Stop-and-go traffic---I wanted to scream! And then the rain started... OH MY GOD---WHAT IS THIS---A MONSOON?? The rain was so heavy, it was difficult seeing the brake lights of the car ahead of me. My nerves were f...
Chapter One: Paul The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Cir...