Posted on June 19, 2015
Charleston and Pete
I woke up to the violent face of racism, but I went to bed with gifted hope. From an old cowboy named Pete.
Posted on October 22, 2014
Thoughts And Prayers Aren’t Fixing Anything, America
The fact that it wasn’t immediately obvious to me that the latest mass shooting in Vegas was the deadliest in our country’s history says, I think, a lot. Too much.
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