Sober Chronicles with Marc Lee Shannon

Sober Chronicles | Connection

by Marc Lee Shannon It’s 4:55 am and 18 degrees outside on this Ohio February morning. I’ve had one cup from the French press. Martin the dog is sleeping at my feet and the room is full with the scent of a ...

I’ll be Home(less) for Christmas: A Reflection

by Clyde Alan Hensley It’s odd how the snow always seems so white and pure on Christmas Eve. The snowflakes have a warm dampness. The streets become empty toward 4pm or so. Akron quiets down as most people a...