About a Boy

Contact me directly at MisplacedBoy09@gmail.com


Let’s just call me Joe.

It’s a good name, a solid name, a name I share with at least a couple other misplaced boys throughout history. Is it my real name or a nom de blog? For now I’ll just say that if it isn’t my real name, it’s pretty close.

OK. So, “misplaced boy,” what’s that about? Well, let me put it this way:

I’m a California native living in the south.

A liberal living in a very red state.

A social worker currently working at WalMart selling newspaper subscriptions working as a gold buyer.

A self-described “Christian but” currently attending a Southern Baptist church. Why? Because the people there have been good to my family, and maybe I have something to learn from them.

Most challenging of all, I’m 2268 miles away from my daughter.

Why am I here? Because my life fell apart and I had to reach out to my family for help.

How did I get here? Duh…read the blog.

This blog is about a couple of things: First of all, it will give me an opportunity to test my writing chops in front of a live audience. Regarding that I welcome your comments and will post all of them unless they are racist, excessively scatological, or…


Also, because I firmly believe that everyone has the right to my opinion, it will also be a place where I will expound on topics that are important to me such as religion, politics, popular culture, and monkeys. As much as I can I’m going to try to write in real time, so my grammar and punctuation may not be perfect. If that bothers you I apologize.

Most importantly, it will serve as the first draft of the story that I am living through. My journey through mental illness, homelessness, helplessness, and (I hope) redemption. A story about a misplaced boy. Not lost…just misplaced. A boy who is learning how to bloom where he’s planted. I hope that my story will give hope to others who are also going through trying situations.

But I’ll settle for a cheap laugh.