Surrounding the death of my father-in-law
My wife is running. The ground slopes down from where she parked the truck, the grass is wet from dew. She is running awkwardly toward the cabin and I am watchi...
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To my kids on Father’s Day
Mark: moves through the world cutting a lyrical path of creative kindness. I’d say he’s simply the sweetest guy I know, if I knew it wouldn’t ...
My aunt Irma
I’m sitting in Starbucks listening to Iron and Wine playing, "Such great heights," when I open my sister-in-law’s email and read the news ...
Aging – a son’s lament
My mother and I sat out in the Bentley Retirement Community lounge playing Rummy-O for a good part of the afternoon–and held court. There’s a bit mo...