I've not been one to tell you how to drive. It's your car, your gas. I'm here for the ride. Right now, it's up to you when we arrive. But this is what I'm seeing from my side. When fearing...

Engaged in the life of another, a woman without a home who lived in the backyard... When I think back some years ago to 2000, I recall the woman who had no home and lived in the backyard of the...

Two brothers, a car, and a steel mill...

I am Reid Baer’s engine!
By Reid Baer

I’m hot rodding my way at breakneck speed
from coast to coast from Broadway to Santa
Monica Boulevard and sleep on...

Children on parade, 4th of July...(2001)
poem by Peter Menkin
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The girl scouts wore silly hats,
one an emerald green overly...