Committed

The airboat slowed as a rickety dock approached. "This is where you get off," the aged pilot said. The old man kept his nervous eyes on the dock and watched. Local legend was not kind to this place. 'So shall it be," said the passenger. Ty grabbed a satchel from the airboat's floor and readied …

The Grumpy Old Man in the Cancer Room

My chemotherapy sessions took place in a room full of leather La-Z-Boy recliners, dingy green carpet and bumpy walls.  Every other Thursday for a little over a year, one of my parents would drive me to an office building tucked off the heavily trafficked Wadsworth Boulevard and I'd sit in a chair for a few …