Made In Samo I created this space to share stories of my adolescent years growing up in my beloved city, Santa Monica.

I have a soft spot for gang members. I’ve gotten into some pretty heated dialog over this. I take it personal because there is so much judgment without really knowing. I belonged to gang. I wasn’t born mean, angry, hateful nor destructive. What did happen to me was that I ...

There is a memoir I put together. The process had a lot of unexpected turns and it took me a long time to finish. I’m not quite sure I can even say it’s done. The same week my memoir was returned from being edited is the same week something tragic ...

I have a confession to make. I’ve spent the last six weeks in my head and that is not a safe place to be holed up in. Not for me. Especially when all I want to do is write and share everything I am thinking. But I don’t because 90% ...

Growing up I was exposed to different genres of music. Every Saturday morning my neighbor across the street propped his mini radio on the nail he had attached to the underside of the front porch awning. The sounds of Motown and funk music filled the air as he tended to his lawn and plants. I believe it was then ...