stories – James D'Souza

A Moment Of Clarity – An Autobiographical Reflection About Race

Those times don’t happen often. Actually those moments don’t happen often. You know – where you remember some incident, some happening, some past life event that seems to hold the key to understanding your present predicament. Some people are constantly searching for these moments. For me – I feel as if they come after me.ContinueContinue reading “A Moment Of Clarity – An Autobiographical Reflection About Race”

I'm not sure I have that many real friends.

I mean I have people I’ve got to know over the years. I was thinking about all the groups as I grew up. First there was St. Joe’s. Couldn’t really give a shit about this lot much – except maybe John Smith. Then there was Warrington Grammar. This group I do like – they knowContinueContinue reading “I'm not sure I have that many real friends.”