I did a double take as I re-read the name of the sender.  Vick, the love of my young 20's, that crazy, destructive, kind of love, that takes years to decompress from and a few trips to a therapist's couch, who disappeared off the face of the earth 17 years ago, had contacted me through Facebook. "Well, hey, stranger! Hope you're well," sums up the message I found in my inbox.  "Wow, what a coincidence to hear from you," I respond.   "I just wrote a blog post  about the time the two of us got thrown into jail.  Here's the … Continue reading →