That Old Wild West

Playgrounds were once organic, earthy, built on wood chips. They were made of wood. Rusty nails jutted from the rickety wooden beams. Under the hot sun, tall, metal slides basked. Old tractor tires rested in the earth. We climbed on them. What was there was ours. Horses teetered on metal springs, lonely, waiting, paint chipping. … More That Old Wild West

Though Some Have Changed – A Look at My Hometown Through a 1980s Lens

Glen Burnie is the kind of place where you can buy a gun, find a plumber, and get a tattoo, all in the same strip mall. I grew up in Pasadena and Glen Burnie, Maryland, on the shores of the Chesapeake Bay. Everyone around here claims their property is waterfront, even if the water can … More Though Some Have Changed – A Look at My Hometown Through a 1980s Lens