When most people imagine a child molester, they picture some ugly, old man in a trench coat coaxing children to come to him in exchange for some candy. They don’t picture Uncle John or Aunt Mary the neighbor next door or the friendly parishioner; another family member or trusted co-worker. They don’t think of mom […]

Everyday I ask what is the end game, what the hell is the reason for the distractions? why has my family been affected more than anyone I know? why me ? why is an echo into the darkness. What happens when you open a door to knowledge you can never ever ever close? When everything […]