Mazzella

By: Joseph J. Mazzella I can remember when I was in college I cut out two magazine pictures, one of...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella “How did this happen AGAIN?” I said.  I had been looking for a box of envelopes...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella “Mommy!” It was a few years ago and I was shopping in a local grocery store...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was a cold, gray, winter’s day.  Two inches of freshly fallen snow had blanketed the...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella “Ow, ow, ow, ow, OW!”  I had just woken up and when I sat up I...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella For the last three nights I hadn’t slept too well.  I would wake up over an...

By Joe Mazzella For the first time in ten days the clouds cleared, the blue sky appeared, and the sun...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was an early autumn afternoon several years ago.  The air was warm and the sun...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was the summer of my 16th year.  I was 2,000 miles away from home and...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was the day after Christmas 33 years ago.  I was newly married and still in...