

Part 87: You Used to be So Pretty
If you're just starting this blog, it has an order. Some entries can be stand alone, like this one, but most will refer to previous blogs. The one about Riley's porn writing is in Part 76, but it's loaded with foul language and references to porn, so if offended, don't go here. My investigation into my father's life begins with Part 1 and ends with part 65. The link to part 1 is here. I begin to tell my story of moving around California with my father, Riley Shepard, in part


Part 86: Stars for Your Scars!
The first time I looked at my face in a mirror after the accident was at home in our bathroom. In the hospital, the nurses kept me from mirrors without saying so. I remember a group of the nurses had gone to a wedding together, (or maybe one of the nurses was the bride, too) and they brought the flowers from the event to my room. At the end of my hospitalization, Riley came to get me. Right before he’d arrived, someone, a doctor? A PA? Removed the tracheotomy, and covered the