by Bill Brenner
March 29, 2010
Family
About the time I visited my old hiding spot behind a boat yard in the old neighborhood and found something I had lost. Mood music: During my sometimes-turbulent youth growing up in the Point of Pines, Revere, there was a place I used to go where I could be alone, smoke, drink and escape the world. It was behind the Fowler Marine boat yard, just past a field of 10-foot-high weeds. From the walkway of Gibson… [Read More]
by Bill Brenner
March 27, 2010
Faith
The author gets a description of sin he’ll never forget. Before some of you get all over me about the headline, I should point out that I got it from a priest. He didn’t use the word piss, mind you, but he gave a talk on sin and redemption that involved copious amounts of urine. I’ll leave the priest’s name out, though I’ll tell you it wasn’t one of the priests from my home church,… [Read More]