Blog of Josh Hall

I have 2 favorite smells.  fragrant tobacco from a pipe and concrete.  Concrete reminds me of my childhood.  Not only was there a lot of concrete pouring going on around the house as I was a kid, but my dad and I used to go watch people make roads.  I love that smell.  I also, […]

I’ll be the first to say I didn’t have much of a childhood.  When I should have been loud and curious, I was getting yelled at for talking while Daddy was working.  When I should have been out exploring the woods, I was packing my bags for the custody schedule change.  When I should have […]

Yay, I’m secure enough in my adulthood to tell this little gem.  Maybe a testament to my social awkwards, maybe a propellant of my social awkwardness…who’s to say, either way, what a childhood.  So I was in scouts as a kid, and really had a great time all along.  If I remember correctly, I skipped […]

Debt cannot transfer to anyone but a spouse, correct?  The way it worked when my dad died was that those that were owed money from my dad could come after his assets, such as his house, by placing a lien on the property.  So what happens when someone is single and has huge amounts of […]

After my parents split, I got to have a day with my dad by myself.  Thursday nights.  I normally had a boy scout meeting then we’d go home and watch the simpsons.  Sometimes, we’d take a drive out past Malden crossroads and up a hill to the left past a church to a dead end […]

Three years ago today, around 2pm, I watched the color from my dad’s face dissappear.  it was a Monday.  I held his left hand in my left hand.  I almost got sick at how he changed colors so fast and drastically.  J’aime, Serah, and Robbie were in the room too, but I’m not sure which ones […]