Winding down my time in Fresno, I’m sitting, waiting for my flight. Fresno, increasingly represents this schizophrenic division that I see in me and all of us, every time I’m here. The place, of course, reminds me of my youth, and the marvelous times I had, especially in high school. Life was full and good, with a solid self esteem that came from my involvement in the music world, and a few good friends with whom I’d play tennis, eat... Read more