Author: Stane Holman

In total Steve McQueen fashion, Zane blasted the horn repeatedly and gunned the engine as the Truck bounced its way through the rough driveway…

Zane was traveling eastbound on Interstate 40. The job for today was to deliver steel, and he needed a trailer for that. He was…

The children had been quietly tucked into bed and Zane was still out! He hadn’t mentioned how long he would be gone, and this…

The two men were leaning up against the driver’s side fender of Zane’s white Ford. They would make occasional eye contact as they alternated…

As the Shimek family sat down to an uneventful meal, Renee brought up the truck racks. “Are you going out tonight to see about…

He proceeded to ride his bicycle to UNM just like he always did. It was a good seven-mile trek from the Hoffman House to…

The months rolled by and turned into years. The Hoffman House provided a consistent sanctuary that was conducive to harmony and peaceful growth.  Birthday…

The young Shimeks had peacefully resided in The Projects for nearly nine months before their names came up on another waiting list! The news…

Renee had arranged to get onto the waiting list for public housing, and as a result of her efforts, the happy couple was awarded…

The Albuquerque flea-market was huge, but the main crowd had not arrived yet. By now Zane had arranged an array of various trinkets, tools,…