I Think I May Have Kind of Killed a Man

Rusty Pettis is dead. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, Rusty Pettis was the associate pastor at the United Methodist church in New Hampshire where my father was pastor, and he sexually molested me when I was a kid. (For all the lurid details, you can read more here.) After I wrote a…

Summer Photo Contest 2014!

Well, unintentionally it would seem that I’ve taken the summer off from blogging. I guess that’s not necessarily a bad thing, since it’s given me a bit of a breather and saved any potential readers from drab drivel and prefab platitudes driven by the feeling that I need to publish something – anything – in order…