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Pride Month

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As a straight guy, I hesitated to post anything about Pride Month. It’s not my month.  It’s not about me.  It’s about the millions of people who risk their lives and livelihoods every day just to be themselves - and to love the people they love.  However, I read a quote the other day that said: “If you call yourself an ally to a group of people and you aren’t getting hit by the stones being thrown at them, then you aren’t standing close enough.”  and I felt compelled to say something.  I don’t understand the hate that people feel so deep in their hearts against the LGBT+ community.   I don’t understand hating someone for simply existing.  Personally, I don’t hate many things, and I hate even fewer people - but the majority of things and people that I do hate - are things designed to, and people who go out of their way to hurt.  In my multiple, multiple experiences with gay, lesbian, trans, non-binary, and other LGBT+ individuals, this was nev...
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My Last Grandma

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When I was born, it was into a family that was FULL of Grandmas. I had a Grandma Dess, a Grandma Dee, a Great Grandma Billie, and a Great Grandma Wilma.  Every one of them was amazing - and all of them in their own way.  The only problem with having a family full of grandmothers though, is knowing that at some point, you're going to see each of them for the last time.  We lost Great Grandma Wilma and Billie when I was in college - and Grandma Dee not longer after.  This week, Grandma Dess, my last Grandma passed away.  While I never wanted to be the type of guy who didn't call his Grandma "Grandma" - the term "Grandma" never really seemed to fit Adessa.  I think that's because Grandma Dess never really grew up, she just got older.  I remember sitting in her front room one time listening to her try to explain how she felt frustrated with her body because it didn't feel the same age as her mind. In her mind, she said she still felt like an 18 year old....
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Kevin

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When we’re faced with challenging times, we turn to the coping skills that have worked for us in the past.  For me, it’s humor.  I’ve wanted to make a comic about Kevin since the day after I learned he was gone.  Kevin was my comic sidekick (he’d hate that I used that word) for years.  Some people don't know this, but I drew an online comic for the better part of a decade. The website is gone now, but the images still pop up from time to time from various corners of the internet, a reminder of more carefree and whimsical times.  Initially, my comic series was about my life with a roommate and friend that I had in college named Tom. One April Fool's, I posted a fake email that Tom has "written" (completely unbeknownst to him) about how he was too old to be a part of such silly things - and how he needed me to stop making comics about his college antics.  Kevin saw it, didn't realize it was an April's Fools prank, and messaged me "Shit man, I'm not too ...
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