Keep Ya Head Up

Father Edwin (Fr. Ed) Schmidt made an impact on everyone who met him. Last week, a family came up to me telling me they were sorry to hear that Fr. Ed Schmidt had passed away. The husband said, “Fr. Ed was a great man. We met him only a few times. There was a time when my wife was in a wedding and Fr. Ed was the priest during the wedding ceremony. At the dinner after the wedding, he sat our table; that is when we really had the opportunity to meet him, to learn about him. He was a guy that was…

Rotating his neck, Vaughn stepped away from the tree and readjusted the front of his jacket. He observed Izzy in silence as she paced back and forth, checking her watch. After a few moments, he finally spoke up. "If you'd kindly remove your trinket from my wrist, I can give you the answer you're looking for. I'm practically impotent with this thing," he said, tugging on the metal cuff. Something that sounded like a cross between a snort and a laugh escaped me before I could stop it. "You know…

fingers snapped the light switch up and down. He knew the Historic French Market Inn was old and some of the wiring dated back to the 1920s, when Decatur Street was a rough neighborhood teeming with sailors, prostitutes and shady dealings. But the lights were dead. More screaming from the streets, but Ben couldn’t tell if it was someone in trouble or clamoring for beads from atop a French Quarter balcony. He collapsed back onto the bed as the room spun in circles. He’d sat up too quickly and…

were doing. Some recon mission. I’m so tired of him holding my hand like this. It was supposed to help mask his movements, and any noise he might make. For him, it was his training wheels, and he was ready to ride on his own. “Hey, Pop, ease up on the storm will ya? I can’t hear anything over your thundering.” “Eh, mijo, no names, yeah? This is recon, not a picnic. It’s supposed to be hard. When you are out here on your own--” “Yeah, yeah. I know. No names, mijo. When you are on your own, you…

Over spring break I was helping out at a FIRST Robotics competition being hosted at my high school when I ran into my old chemistry teacher from 10th grade. After catching up some he mentioned that some of the students on the current Robotics team were doing an internship with a software company in Horsham roughly fifteen minutes away from my house. The next day I had an email from him with the details of how to get in touch with one of his good friends who happened to be the CFO of the company…

“You should go to sleep. It might be a while and you have school tomorrow,” my mom says. I close my eyes and try to sleep. I never ended up sleeping. I only rested my eyes. Finally the doctor came and he seemed extremely young, as if he had only been a doctor for a few years. I told him the whole story, from the beginning to the end. He thought that I should go and get a EKG. I don’t what it stands for or what it is but all I know is that it checks for any abnormalities within your heart. Then…

Pinky I woke up on the right side of the bed this morning, I don 't know why but I had a feeling that today would be a great day. I was up at eight sharp, I checked on Lyric and decided to throw on my workout clothes and run on the treadmill for a little while before getting my day started. I turned the music on low so I could hear if Lyric called me and got ready to sweat. I was done and sweaty after thirty minutes my butt has gotten so outta shape. I showered and threw on some white booty…

lingered in the dusty air of the old building. I tried to wait outside for her, but was quickly stopped by one of the conductors, he made sure to inform me that I couldn’t be on the platform until the train came to a complete stop. I was there to pick up a girl that I would meet for the first time. I never would have thought that my little ghost hunting zine could make it over three hundred miles, and spark the interest of a stranger. Her name is Julie. She could possibly be the girl that…

Then she repeated. ""Wake up." and I started to drift. No I was falling! I fell into the lake with a splash. I awoke with a start. My head hitting the window. My mom giggled from the driver seat. "Wake up, we're almost there sweetie." She let out another giggle and went back to the road. I could still smell the pine trees in the air, but that happened every time…

at a red light when Ash breaks the silence. He says something but I couldn 't hear him. "Please look at me. I 'm half-deaf." He turns his head. His eyes are slightly red. "I 'm not going to leave." "W-What? What are you talking about?" "You say that as if I was going to really…