As it turns out, allergies can be super duper convenient.
Scraps of memories from my first few years.
Right around the time I turned five years old I lost my home, while a less lucky teenager lost his life.
About the same time I stopped using training wheels, I began breaking the law and damaging God's property.
How my childhood musical nemesis was browbeaten into mental illness by bullying, but not by me.
When you live in a small, redneck town, just having black friends can get you on the cops list of top gangsters.
My teenage experiences with a man who had been bullied his entire life are not necessarily my proudest moments.