Cape May County Herald

I have done several interviews since being incarcerated, including one for an A&E forensic documentary, “Speed Kills,” for the recently released series, “Bloodwork,” on the Crime and Investigation Channel. Interviews are always emotionally trying as I am forced to face the hard questions and relive the events that placed me here. Not “hard” because I am in prison, but because I’m flooded with emotions each time I revisit that day, and the heartbreak I caused the Kap family. “Remorse” seems an inadequate term to describe how I feel about causing the death of an innocent man. Read Article >

Cape May County Herald

It’s December and this month is always especially difficult for my family. My oldest brother, John, was taken from us on Dec. 15, 2005. It was something we never expected, nor could have prepared for in a million years. Alivia, now six, was four months old when her Daddy went to Heaven.

I remember answering the phone that day as I walked back to my dorm at Temple University after taking a final exam. My mother’s words, “Your brother John died,” ripped me to the core of my gut. My eyes filled up with tears, but I didn’t say anything; I continued walking to my dorm, quietly packed up, and drove home to my family. Read Article >

CAPE MAY COUNTY HERALD

A day in confinement can be viewed differently through the eyes of faith. What I have come to experience on a daily basis, despite much chaos and tension, is a peace that starts inwardly and hopefully is visible outwardly. In prison, the structure is so rigid, the routine so predictable, that you can easily become complacent. When I first arrived here, I had this eerie feeling that I was stuck in a never-ending “Ground Hog’s Day.” I’ll try to give you a snapshot of a day, as this is my “true view” from here...
5:35 a.m. Only two other inmates are awake on the tier besides me. One is in the bathroom shaving and the other is drawing. Read Article >

Cape May County Herald

“Are we there yet? Are we there yet?” You don’t have to be the cartoon parents, Marge and Homer Simpson, to be familiar with that pesky phrase, which erupts like Old Faithful from the mouth of every restless kid on a family road trip.

When my boys were little, those four words were repeated in round-robin fashion the minute the engine sounded. Lately, I have noticed an even greater attention deficit as I chauffeur the next generation of children. Read Article >

Cape May County Herald

Jan. 7, 2010. That particular date—my sentencing day—will always elicit a floodgate of emotions. It is the day I received my five-and-a-half-year sentence, along with the unexpected blessing of a release date, a gift I could never deserve in a million years. One million words cannot properly describe this one date—one I will always remember—not for one million tears, but for one freeing hug.

I slept well on the eve of my sentencing, something that can only be attributed to the prayers of family, friends and countless others. I knew I was going to prison—something I still couldn’t wrap my mind around. I used to watch the TV series Prison Break from the safety and comfort of my living room, never once imagining myself walking prison halls, or living a prison reality. Read Article >

Cape May County Herald

What’s prison like? People who write me often want to know and prior to January 7, 2010, my first day here, I wondered the same thing. Well, let’s see if I can describe it—at least the physical aspects of my environment. I will save the emotional aspects for another day. One thing is for sure, words cannot accurately paint a picture of prison, this place I now call home. Read Article >

FAMILY MATTERS

Polish comes through trouble! Hmmm. I guess on any given day, if I were perfectly honest, I would choose to remain rough and angular. I’ve never reveled in hard times. I can’t say I’ve ever shouted to my friends in the midst of a traumatic, life-altering event, “Hey, just wait and see how beautiful this will make me!” Read Article >

BEACH BAGGO TOURNAMENT FLIER

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Cape May County Herald: Family Matters Column

Long before the Mahers had ever fallen victim to Spout Off, I had written a column repudiating it. I still refuse to read the remarks, but there are those who nevertheless make me aware of the despicable chatter pertaining to my family or me. I would be the liar now if I didn’t admit that some of it hurts. However, here is a response from my son, Matt, after some recent Spout Off postings were sent to him in prison. Read Article >

Cape May County Herald: Family Matters Column

With nose scrunched upward and eyes scanning me up and down, my brutally honest granddaughter groaned a sigh of disappointment as she demanded to know, “Mom-Mom, is THAT what you’re wearing?” Read Article >