Watching that Last Late Show with My Father
My father left when I was 6 years old. The age my son is now. I don't remember my father leaving. I…
Read More →My father left when I was 6 years old. The age my son is now. I don't remember my father leaving. I…
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Read More →I’ve always thought the concept of God exists because people fear death. Still, I want my kids to be open to the…
Read More →The conversation started over breakfast, a thread to a tangent passed with pepper and more coffee. It stuck like syrup in a…
Read More →It started when I was 6. My dad interrupted Christmas to tell me THAT MY FRIGGIN’ GRANDMOTHER WAS DEAD. And the ghost…
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Read More →The end of that old camper is a beginning for that journal I found in it. It shows me a past where…
Read More →There’s no secret formula to forming those traditions – at least none I’m aware of. Well, repetition seems like a needed ingredient.
Read More →Having a kid forces you to grow up immediately. What would I have done had I become a father in my 20s…
Read More →So many things try to distract us from being present for our kids but spending precious time with them now will pay…
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