Thoughts on Charles Bradley

For the longest time, I’ve never understood why people get upset when musicians or notable figures die. Many of these people have never once met the celebrity they claim had such a huge impact on their lives. This feeling evaded me for most of my life, until I learned about the passing of Charles Bradley the other day, which made me cry.

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Thoughts on 850 South Main & The Concept of Home

I have lived in the same house nearly my entire life. On Friday morning, the purchase and sale agreement will be signed and a new occupant will be living there. The thought of not waking up at 850 South Main Street again is as alien to me as a planet in a distant galaxy. Everything I’ve experienced in life has in some way included this building, this place I’ve called home for over 20 years. To say it feels bittersweet is an understatement. This mixture of emotions is happening on a much greater magnitude than I expected. Excuse me, while I become overtly nostalgic. Let’s take a trip down memory lane.

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