Damian Desmond

Writer

Shortly after his birth in Richmond, VA, Damian moved to upstate New York where he was raised by his grandparents until the age of 6. In 1979, Damian moved to the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia and was adopted shortly thereafter. Over the years, he went from being an only child to becoming the oldest of eight. He has five brothers and two sisters. There is a difference of 23 years between himself and his youngest sibling. Growing up, Damian was active in the Boy Scouts, the FFA, and he ran cross country. Damian served in the Army National Guard from 1990 to 1996 and he graduated from Virginia Military Institute in 1995 with a BA in English. In 1998, Damian began teaching and spent 16 years as a public educator. He coached cross country for over ten years at his alma mater, Riverheads High School and at Glenn High School in Winston-Salem. He left teaching in 2017 and now works for a company that contracts with Nike and the PGA Tour which requires a great deal of travel. When he isn’t on the road, Damian is a general contractor with Parker construction company. He has a 20 year old son studying to be a nurse anesthetist at Western Carolina University and he has a 16 year old son who is a junior at Glenn high school. Damian is an avid runner who has completed a marathon and has won a handful of 5ks. His mornings of waking up at 4:30 and getting a run in before work have been a daily ritual for many years. Damian has recently started writing about his life experiences and he looks forward to the exciting opportunities that await him.

It’s Elementary

I walked through the front door of Stuarts Draft Elementary School a shy, timid six-year-old. My kindergarten year at Wetmore Elementary School in Utica, New York, was more of a

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I Miss the ‘80s

Once every seven days, we stopped what we were doing to intently listen to a man with the perfect radio voice countdown the Top 40 hits of the week. Would

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Growing Love

As I begin my 49th journey around the sun, I find myself reminiscing more and more about the sweeter and simpler times in my life. It’s something I think about

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Gerti’s Lane

As I look back on 49 years of life, I can see many different roads in my past. Some of those roads were high-speed interstates where the years flew by

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Thank You for Your Service

I was in the lobby of the hotel in San Antonio getting coffee. It was still extremely early in the morning, and the only other soul up and about was

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Life-Savers

Even after my adoption, my paternal grandmother would regularly send me care packages from upstate New York to my new home in Virginia.  As an adult, I’m much more aware

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Mosaics

Shattered. I stood shattered in my disbelief, looking down at my life in a million pieces strewn across the floor. It wasn’t the first time. And it certainly wouldn’t be

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Something You Never Forget

If you have ever taken a long road trip, and you know the sitting-in-a-car-for-more-than-seven-hours-that-never-seems-like-it’s-going-to-end-trip, then you also know how most of that journey is a blur. If someone were to

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The Dinosaur Tree

Not since I had taken my first steps had I ever been this unsure of myself. Cautiously, I stepped onto the rough bark of the enormous tree in front of

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Articles By Damian Desmond