Mazzella

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...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella I was sitting at my kitchen table the other day with a pen, notebook, calculator, and...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was an afternoon in August.  I was just short of turning eighteen.  I stood in...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella It was a cold, damp, dark, dreary, rainy morning.  It was still autumn but felt a...

By: Joseph J. Mazzella Wisdom comes to us in millions of amazing ways in this world.  Just today I was...