To Keep Me Young

| This is the 160th story of Our Life Logs | I’ve worked many jobs in my 92 years of living. I’ve been a sailor, an aircraft engineer, an experimental designer for a college Chemistry program, and a farmer—well, to some extent. One thing has remained constant through my life, however, and that has been my love of learning. That’s what has kept me young, … Continue reading To Keep Me Young

The Rejected One

| This is the 158th story of Our Life Logs | My life began in 1998 in a chilly Elbergon town in Kenya. HIV/AIDS infiltrated my family, first taking my father when I was three and then my three-month-old brother soon after. After my father died, we were stripped off our property and sent packing to my maternal grandmother’s home. My mother, herself suffering from … Continue reading The Rejected One

For the Better

|This is the 157th story of Our Life Logs | I have always been an easy-going person. Most of my life, I had basically had one mood: happy, more than able to roll with the punches. Though sometimes, the punches are pretty rough. I grew up in Brick Town, New Jersey near the legendary pine barrens. My parents were the epitome of the 1960s American … Continue reading For the Better

My Time Will Come

| This is the 148th story of Our Life Logs | Nothing melts my heart like watching the little smile on a baby’s face. The clutched tiny hands, the feet kicking freely in the air—just the soft scent of a baby is captivating. It sets butterflies in my stomach with anticipation. Unfortunately, I am still waiting to raise a child of my own. I was … Continue reading My Time Will Come

Away from the Past

| This is the 130th story of Our Life Logs | My life started in an inner-city neighborhood of Columbus, Ohio. Today it has become a revamped, artsy district, but when I was born in 1987, it was a place full of gangs, violence, and drugs. I thought I was going to overcome the inevitable and never touch that side of life. It turns out that … Continue reading Away from the Past

Seeing Beyond the Music

| This is the 118th story of Our Life Logs | I was born the oldest of eight children in a very musical, Catholic family in southern Minnesota. My parents cared deeply about our education, and we were all home schooled. They were highly skilled musicians, but unfortunately, our family was very poor because neither of my parents made much at their teaching careers. My … Continue reading Seeing Beyond the Music