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After my surgery in August, I had to temporarily change my workout routine. Instead of biking I took long walks. When I biked, the same people I saw in passing every day at the same time and place nodded or smiled to me. But without my small Huffy bicycle, face-distorting riding helmet and tight biking shorts, I was ignored. As I walked unnoticed, I wondered about these familiar strangers. Where...

No other industry chews people up and spits them out quite like the music business. Nobody who enters ever comes out the same. Yet, this Thanksgiving season, many say they are grateful to have made it out the other side. Just ask any of your favorite stars. We have. GrowingBolder.com has an entire section where dozens of rock icons from Petula Clark to Peter Frampton, from David Cassidy...

I love the word, Daddy. It just sounds like someone you would love. Of course, I tend to think about things as if they are chapters from a good southern novel, so a Daddy for me connotes a big, strong, handsome man in uniform in an old black and white Polaroid from 1943. He’s with his Navy buddies on a crowded ship in the middle of the Pacific. They’re off duty, drunk, smoking...

No one refused his offer. At least that‘s what she was told by Pete, the nightclub manager. Refusing any offer by a member of his New York crime family was unheard of. She was so naïve, barely off the train from the south and only 22 years old, unsophisticated in the ways of the big city. She complained to Pete that she didn’t want to join this guy in his limo outside the club. He...

With Fathers Day here I thought I'd share some of my memories of my Dad.He left my mom and I when I was just eight or nine years old.I remember the night very well,Mom was ironing my uniformfor school the next day using her walker to steady her.Dad asked if I would like to go with him for a ride...Mom spoke up and said"Tom this is a school night no she can't go".He gave me a kiss and told me to...

“Merry Christmas, Dad! Coping with Grief in the Holiday Season” By: Aaron Welch, LMHC, NCC, CSOTS I doubt if this article will be very long in comparison to most that I write. The topic is far too difficult for me to “go there” for too long. The truth is that, once again, I must deal with mourning my father through the holiday season. One would think...