Mad or Manic Holidaze

Growing up my mom absolutely loved the holidays. Our family would head downtown to see the Christmas displays in the department store windows, watch the enormous toy train set in the train station lobby and visit the Santas from around the world on display in PPG Place, a beautiful glass tower complex that shined likeContinue reading “Mad or Manic Holidaze”

One More Time

After my release from the psychiatric unit following my suicide attempt described in Darkness Descends,  I realized I needed to make some changes to improve my life and make it worth living again.  I also had to get ahead of mounting financial pressures. We downsized and down graded our living arrangements by moving into lowContinue reading “One More Time”