Oh Danny Boy: Hoping an old friend finally finds peace

He was sitting in a hot tub, buck naked with two women, dressed like-wise, or so he said, and even though Danny Paul Carroll was all about having fun, something was missing. So sometime after midnight – the drinks having flowed freely all evening, no doubt – he picked up the telephone and made a... Continue Reading →


Again in America

I never wanted to go to Las Vegas. It was never on my bucket list of places to visit or things to do. I had no interest in the bright lights, The Strip, the casinos, that silly sign that sits obnoxiously on the edge of the city as a photobomb for tourists who stand in... Continue Reading →

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