Category Archives: Joe Kinder

Strawberry Stains

I remember when my dad handed me Jack Kerouac’s “On The Road” when I was about 13. I flipped through the pages to find a baby photo of myself tucked beneath its covers, acting as a forgotten bookmark. I wanted to relate to the book my father was so fond of, but I couldn’t help feeling lost its chapters unable to understand this young man’s sense of indifference and need for escape. (more…)