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Reggie’s reality: a genuine quest to understand complex societal dilemmas
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer The wind bit at the back of Reggie’s neck as he trudged down the steps and out the door of his crummy basement apartment. Some of the windows were boarded up, a police...
Ends Justify the Means
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer Not a chair squeaked. Not a paper rustled. Not a muscle moved. In Kerry’s classroom, silence and discipline were law. Kerry was a teacher at juvenile hall-based alternative...
Michael Jackson: Entertainer, Star, Thriller
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff writer Michael Jackson: Entertainer, Star, Thriller, many words come to mind when it comes to describe MJ, one of the world‘s greatest entertainers. But, what about the...
Be All You Can Be
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer John woke up one day and he was almost 80. Suddenly. Where had my life gone? He looked sadly to his feet, as if searching for an answer. It might have been better that...
Lost in the world
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer Reggie stared off into oblivion, the cool morning wind at his back, swings in the playground yard blowing back and forth. He sighed heavily to himself. Lost...
There’s no place like home
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer BAM!!!! “Ohhhhh!” Denise moaned to herself as she stole away to the loud darkness of her bedroom, slamming the door behind her, and contemptuously beginning to...
Doing the right thing: Ray’s labyrinth
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer Ray’s life had so quickly become dark and cold. His cell was dank, and gray, depressing in how it felt like he had reached the end of the world. Judgment day or something....
Marty’s tragic distress
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer Marty exited the subway, pulling his coat around his shoulders for warmth, and making his way up the stairs and onto the street. The Veterans Assistance office just...
Hope and Faith
By Graham Danzer CSMS Magazine Staff Writer Manuel looked hard into the floor at his feet at something only he could see. It was hazy, barely audible. But he couldn’t get it out of his head. A presence he could...