My father left when I was 6 years old. The age my son is now. I don’t remember my father leaving. I remember him watching the Late Show.
memories
Are People Basically Good? Depends on Defining ‘Good’
The conversation started over breakfast, a thread to a tangent passed with pepper and more coffee. It stuck like syrup […]
First Dance for Child Stirs Memories, Great Hopes in Dad
I cannot wait to listen as she puts her head on my shoulder and recounts the entire Technicolor evening of dance — good and bad.
Camper Journal Glimpses into Family’s Past, Future and Growth
The end of that old camper is a beginning for that journal I found in it. It shows me a past where I hoped for my boys’ future.
Thanksgiving Tradition: Football, Parades, Name That Dead Bird
There’s no secret formula to forming those traditions – at least none I’m aware of. Well, repetition seems like a needed ingredient.
My Competitive Son Wants Only to Win. Have I Done Wrong?
My son is obsessed with winning in sports. I wonder if he is too competitive, and what kind of child are my wife and I raising.