Darren C. Sullivan

The Funeral and the Football Game

By Darren C. Sullivan James J. Fontaine’s funeral brought paid respects from family, friends and acquaintances that passed before the casket revering with tenderness. Long hollow halls, ancient benches, and portraits of priests hung in silence echoing their devotion and years of prayer. The fickle sun teased those attending with bright hues of yellow through [...]

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Mother Made Him Do It

By Darren C. Sullivan Mother’s Day was never the token celebration of blessed mothers in our house. It was met with the shrill nuances of my deplorable mother, so it never held the same sense of duty and respect that might be found in other, more normal homes. As a grown man, I never thought [...]

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