Nobody expected fifty bikers at my son’s funeral. Least of all the four teenagers who put him there. I’m not a crier. Twenty-six years as a high school janitor taught me to keep my emotions locked down tight. But when that first Harley rumbled into the cemetery parking lot,followed by another, then another, until the […]
My Mother Excluded Me From Christmas Because My Life Embarrassed Her — Then My Face Appeared on the Screens at the Children’s Hope Gala
