Why We Must Protect Funding for the Arts

“I see little of more importance to the future of our country and our civilization than full recognition of the place of the artist.” – John F. Kennedy The National Endowment for the Arts (along with its sibling agency, the National Endowment for the Humanities) was established by Congress 1965 as the fulfillment of aContinue reading “Why We Must Protect Funding for the Arts”

Write Like Hell

The last few weeks have been tumultuous in this country, in my circle of friends, in my own life. After a major political upset on Election Night, many are worried about the direction we’re headed in — and rightly so. We’ve elected a man with disturbing authoritarian leanings; who believes dissent should be punished andContinue reading “Write Like Hell”

Feeling the Heat in Vancouver

It is late at night on the border between the United States and Canada. Three of us are packed into my dusty Honda Pilot. We’ve been on the road for almost three hours from Tacoma and our destination, Vancouver, BC, is still a 40 minute drive away. It’s been a hot day, shattering old records,Continue reading “Feeling the Heat in Vancouver”

The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 5

The rushing flood waters threatened to tear Grace from the branch. She glanced upstream and saw Ingram coming toward her, propelled by the current. She reached out one hand and caught his before he was swept father down the canyon. Barely, she caught his wrist and dug her nails into the fabric of his plaidContinue reading “The Spaniard’s Gold: Part 5”

Let’s Change the Narrative About Mass Shootings in America

We need to do something about gun violence. This week, a student opened fire in a high school outside of Portland, Oregon, killing one student and injuring a teacher. It would be shocking enough if the Oregon tragedy was an isolated outburst of violence, but it isn’t. It’s the fourth multiple shooting in the UnitedContinue reading “Let’s Change the Narrative About Mass Shootings in America”

Homeless in the City of Roses

This weekend, my girlfriend and I drove to Portland, Oregon to meet up with a friend and do the usual tourist stuff. We ate a maple bacon donut, wandered through Powell’s City of Books and poked around the holiday market for sales tax-free gifts. Our friend came by bus, so our trip was bookended byContinue reading “Homeless in the City of Roses”

The Last Full Measure of Devotion

My grandfather spent two weeks in the military during WWII, during which he passed out during drills and battled a mysterious illness in the infirmary before being discharged. Before him, I had a great-grandfather and a great-grand uncle who served in the trenches of WWI. On my father’s side, my uncle Greg served in VietnamContinue reading “The Last Full Measure of Devotion”