A picture I took from inside a taxi, when I was taking Finney home from the hospital. I’m actually already looking back on that day with nostalgia. Surgery had gone well and I was taking him home, full of hope for the future. Finney is doing well, but I still wake up every morning unable to accept that Fuckface von Clownstick is the president. How can this be??
Stacy Horn
I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.
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OMG – I do the same thing. All that hope for the future when Hillary seemed to be riding high, and then WHAM the idiot wins! I keep trying to understand but the reason evades me. And I don’t believe any of the talking heads on cable anymore. They were all wrong. But I do have this tiny little hope deep inside that this is only the dark before the dawn. That keeps me smiling.
Love the name you have given him 🙂
I can’t take credit! That was Jon Stewart’s name for him!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GEEgplXwNWk
Rebecca, me too.