And Why Not?

Crazy, and I’m sorry Joe

by | Dec 21, 2010 | blog, not-fiction

One month ago my neighbor Joe was murdered fifty feet up the street from my apartment. Joe lived two houses away.  He was 58-years old.  Joe liked to smoke cigarettes as he leaned against the fence in the back alley.  He had two dogs, Rusty and Jake.  Joe had a...