Who Are the Good Guys?

| This is the 477th story of Our Life Logs | Miami was sleepy in the ‘50s—nothing like the bustling buildings and energy it has now. When my family moved across town, over the canal to 87th street, it was like the world dropped off. Everything beyond that was a bunch of streams, lakes, and (in true Floridian fashion) swamps where you could walk for miles without … Continue reading Who Are the Good Guys?

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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