I've been enjoying exploring memories of my childhood. This meandering would not be complete without taking some time to reexamine my Roman Catholic roots. Getting to know the saints again anew, and the stories that their legend tells makes me wonder that if I had paid more attention as a young lad I would have... Continue Reading →
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The Staircase
At a young age, I hung out at an Italian Restaurant in Grand Rapids, Michigan. It's been about 40 years since then, and the only memories that I have of it are images and smells. The lighting was low. The furniture was red. It was crowded but comfortable. The staff was young and kind. The... Continue Reading →
My Patron Saint
My first name is Bryon. It is often confused with Byron. I understand why. Most people spell it Brian, or Bryan. So when you see those letters put together, I get the Byron thing. My last name is Christopher. As a child I was Roman Catholic. St Christopher is the guy I was named after.... Continue Reading →