by Michael Adams | Sep 22, 2010 | Uncategorized
In San Carlos, everybody had a ride. You weren’t a cowboy without a horse, or cool without a bike. To remedy that, Joe and I decided we would get a job. We became newspaper delivery boys. At first, Ma woke us and escorted us to the newspaper truck...
by Michael Adams | Sep 10, 2010 | Uncategorized
Secret Agents Spying was both real and romanticized in the news, the movies, in songs and on television. Our country was in the middle of the Cold War, an arms race and a space race with Russia. We had one thing in common with the Russians, a little shared...
by Michael Adams | Sep 6, 2010 | Uncategorized
My sister Karen disliked the Spanish teacher, Mr. Kissler, because he was a smart ass — Hijo de puta (son of a bitch) who had a habit of saying rude things in Spanish to you if you happen to be the last kid arriving for class, or would mock you if you...
