Category Archives: Invisible Fist

“You’d Be Perfect For This Position”

In the go-go 1990s, when everybody was in a rush to do something ”internety,”  I got a call from a recruiter, who breathlessly starting describing  a position in the Chicago suburbs.  I told her I lived in the city,  was … Continue reading

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“That Stain Is On Our Soul”

As mentioned in the intro to this series, I woke up with a chip on my shoulder the morning following George Floyd’s death. I sat at my desk,  ready to pick a fight with Sanford, Florida, though I only lived … Continue reading

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Scaling Mount Dora

In the Navy My friend’s father, was a retired Naval aviator who had been stationed in, and later retired to  the Central Florida town where I spent my high school years. The military base was later decommissioned and now known … Continue reading

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I Don’t Care If I Never Get Back

Just Passing Through I first arrived in Chicago in late summer of 1992. I intended to only stay about two weeks before returning to the East Coast. As I neared the end of that two-week  period, the temperatures had cooled … Continue reading

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