by Barry | Mar 12, 2015 | Inside Out
The Beginning (kinda) “I am getting way too comfortable in here man. It’s time to either stay in or stay out. One or the other.” I was talking to my buddy Greg. We were sitting in his cell – he had a single while I was still double bunked with...
by Barry | Apr 14, 2015 | Inside Out
Problem Child Getting into trouble started with small things – getting caught smoking cigarettes, stealing cigarettes from my parents. Soon stealing became a recreational activity: A group of friends and I would have competitions to see who could steal the most...
by Barry | Sep 16, 2015 | Inside Out
Runaway I lay in my lean-to and listened to the noises in the woods, convinced there were wolves circling my camp site. The fire was too far away to provide much heat, so I moved out of my little shelter and laid closer to it, thinking the flames would help keep away...
by Barry | Sep 16, 2015 | Inside Out
Weed and Paranoia I looked down from the top of the ferris wheel and my father was looking up at me. I was sure he could tell. Even from that distance I was sure. I did not want the ride to end. He knew I was wasted – he knew! We were on vacation in Nova...
by Barry | Sep 16, 2015 | Inside Out
Dangerous Memories The glider of the rocking chair punctured the ceiling as I raised it over my head, then brought it smashing down onto the floor. I kicked the coffee table across the room, faintly aware of the pain in my leg as it connected. I was screaming. I...
by Barry | Sep 18, 2015 | Inside Out
Drug of Choice: Alcohol Eleven and smoking drugs seems unreal to me now being 45 years old. Seems like something from a movie, not something that happens in real life with real kids. But that was me. The same summer I started smoking dope, I started drinking. Again,...
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