Author Archives: Sr Felipe

As a kid I wanted to have a puppy dog but my mom said: “You’re not old enough to take care of a dog and that means its more work for me.” So my mom asked my older brothers to … Continue reading →

I was seeing a shrink while going through a breakup with a lady that I wanted to stay with and my shrink asked me what the problem was. “Well, I love the lady and she doesn’t want to stay with … Continue reading →

My three older brothers told me how scary school was going to be and that I would hate kindergarten. They told me that people were going to be mean to me. My mom said it won’t be that bad so when … Continue reading →

I grew up in LA, land of too much traffic and noise, tons of smog, a lot of crime, gangs fighting over territory and too many people wishing they’d get out of each other’s way. Some people say that’s the … Continue reading →

Picture your son (or you daughter) walking home at night from the 7-11 store when he (or she) went to get some candy. As he/she’s walking back home he/she gets a creepy feeling and notices someone following him/her. That can … Continue reading →

I was going to East LA College carrying the 12 unit minimum required to keep from getting drafted into the army. I wasn’t anywhere near as interested in school as I was in being with my girlfriend, Marissa. I didn’t … Continue reading →

Getting High  Marijuana plant I remember writing a paper in a sociology class about smoking pot. It was 1969 and the hippie scene was happening big time all over LA and everywhere else too. I was going to Cal State … Continue reading →

“What did he say to you in Spanish as we were leaving, Darla?” “Hmm…Well, he said that you seem to be a very nice man and that he doesn’t want to hurt you.” “Yeah…?” I sat there driving wondering what that … Continue reading →

I hung up, packed up the car and begun the long drive to Fresno for Darla’s conference and the longer drive, still back to my young adulthood of 35 years ago. The heat wave had begun and even with the … Continue reading →

“No, I’m not your boss. My name is Phillip. I think I’m your birth father.” I said at last. “You’re kidding!!! This is a joke, isn’t it??” He said while obviously taken aback. “Yes, my name is Phillip. Were you … Continue reading →