Next summer the kids won’t have the same interests, so part of me wants them just to stop where they are, so that I can spend as much time as possible here.
For the first time in my life, I was able to do something that was athletically better than any of my peers … thanks to my father.
The oldest child in our house is turning 8. This shouldn’t seem like that big of a deal. But age 8 was the key year to my life as it is today.
You honestly never see it coming until it has already passed. What I hold on to is that I can replay these moments in time like they were yesterday. Bye bye, baby.
With St. Patrick’s Day upon us, so comes the inevitable confrontation with my ethnicity. My name is as Irish as Paddy’s pig. But I’m not.
Father and celebrated clown Bello Nock talks fatherhood, circus life and how he balances the two like he balances on the highwire.