An Innate Survival

| This is the 348th story of Our Life Logs | I grew up in a small Italian neighborhood in the North End of Bridgeport, Connecticut, alongside my younger sister. Growing up in the 1980s, we spent our days running off with neighborhood friends, only returning home when the hum of the streetlights came on. If I wasn’t playing with friends, I was with my grandparents … Continue reading An Innate Survival

I Buried a Piece of My Soul

| This is the 342nd story of Our Life Logs |I was born in East Kilbride, a town on the outskirts of Glasgow, Scotland, in 1980. As an only child, I always dreamed of having siblings to play with. My parents promised that I’d have a brother or sister one day. Unfortunately, that day never came, and my childhood was full of lonely afternoons playing by … Continue reading I Buried a Piece of My Soul

All the Adventure

| This is the 323rd story of Our Life Logs | From an early age, I showed an interest in becoming a police officer, or rather, I became interested in adventure and excitement. The small New England farm town where I grew up in the 1980s was nothing extraordinary—it was one of those places where everyone knew each other and you could leave your doors unlocked—so, … Continue reading All the Adventure