by Kevin Consolazio
I remember my first night at the Family School, a therapeutic boarding school I attended in upstate New York and where I first met Charles. I was very uncomfortable on how I was sent there. My mother had just died and my dad didn’t know what to do with me.
I was skipping school and smoking weed everyday. Fortunately, I heave never used any hard drugs in my life. Charles was in my dorm and made me feel at home. He had a notebook and so did I and he asked if I wrote music … Read more...
