Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
The baseball came out of the pitcher's hand like a rocket. A blur of white looked like it was headed straight toward my helmet, but then curved down and away at the last minute. I swung forcefully, but I was comically late. The pitcher, a teammate of mine named Jay (name changed), broke out into... Continue Reading →
The teacher stood over me like an angry giant. Looking back now I’m guessing that he couldn’t have been more 5’8 or 5’9 tall and probably had just graduated from college, but to me the substitute teacher held a position of authority, looked pleased to catch his prey out of the classroom, and like he... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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