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I've really had a hard time putting this into words. As I've grown older, the frequency in which I see my childhood friends has become significantly less. I have lived back in Indianapolis for 7 years now and had gone the first 6-1/2 of those without seeing Sean, aside from random bumping intos. I do feel fortunate that we were able to hang out a few times within the last few months. Once, he came to see The Slammies play at The Mel, and again at The Zero Boys show at Radio Radio... He also help… Continue

Marvin L. Boatright Funeral Services 2163 N. Illinois Street Indianapolis, IN Tuesday May 27 Calling at 9:30 Funeral 11:30

I actually wrote this a few weeks ago.. pressed send and got some sort of error. My first instinct today is to write the whole thing in MS-Word and then copy/paste it over here.... I had spent my senior year trying to figure out what I was going to do with the rest of my life... well.. maybe that's not true.. maybe I just didn't care. I really can't remember what I was thinking. I took a bunch of college level courses during my last year at Carmel. Scored really high on my SATs.. and began gett… Continue

I had planned on covering years 85-87 in this post, but first I must backtrack. Aside from Hitler, I haven't talked much about my step fathers. Since I didn't have much respect for any of them and I knew that each one would be around for a shorter period of time than the previous, most were just background for the movie of my adolescence. But all of them, unbeknown to me had small impacts on my life.. OK.. that may be stretching it. My first step father was around from age 3 til about age 8. H… Continue

In the winter of 84/85, I got in a huge fight with my step-dad. All of my friends called this guy Hitler. In part because of this ridiculous mustache that he had... and in part because he was an asshole. I had twenty or thirty bucks on me. I didn't have my license but had known how to drive since I was 12. In the middle of the night, I grabbed the keys and took off in Hitler's baby blue Ford LTD heading for the only place I knew how to get to, Bloomington. I got there late and pulled into the Tr… Continue