Raymond Schmitt was definitely a nostalgiac. AdvertisementsRead more "A Past That Never Existed"
One day while I was covering court in a flyover town near the Massachusetts border, I noticed a frequent visitor who prosecutors knew by his first name. His name was Richard, and he seemed like your token backwoods, working class male from these parts: white, worn-out, and completely nonchalant about being a regular at court. […]Read more "Getting Addicted to Dust-Off Cans is Possible, and it Will Ruin Your Life"
Airports have always been some of my favorite places in the world. They are nightmares for a lot of people and rightfully so. The crowds, security, being a hot spot for terrorism, and the prospect of getting launched into the sky can be terrifying. But for me, airports are extremely therapeutic and inspiring. They exist […]Read more "Memories in Airports"