Glimpses of evil and the responsibility of deliverance.

I used to hate painting until some St'at'imx anger management helped me get a burr out from under my saddle.

Sketches of the author and his father. A small stack of enigmatic postcards stashed in the covers of a diary that hurt to write.

A Mediterranean lady helps me uproot a childhood fear.

A look at early Texas history, with a focus on the non-Native players as seen through a Texas Cherokee's perspective.

Paying my respects to one of my guiding hands. Compadre, you’re with me everyday and I could never fill up your boots.

Swimming at gunpoint in Beaumont, Texas, a side trip to the Alamo and playing Red’s last requested songs on the Greyhound.

Wedding rings, dreams, kokopillau, lightning trees, wanderers and a cotton thread running from ancient Egypt to Early Texas.

When you account for your ancestors, you are never alone. When you account for their foes, you need to watch your six.

Unwrapping Christmases past. Featuring: "A Child’s Christmas In Wales" by Dylan Thomas.

A song waiting fifty years for the music to lift it off a brown braided rug in Beaumont, Texas.

An historical overview of the Philippines. The study of history is necessarily the study of macro-economics.

A humorous story of high school freshmen attempting to prove their mettle in 1970s Texas.