The Dao of Fathering Sons in the Lyrics of Bruce Springsteenin the Lyrics of Bruce SpringsteenApr 7, 2019Apr 7, 2019
Happy Belated Mother’s DayI am grateful to my mother, who at some point when I was 9 or 10, realized that I was sometimes embarrassed by her height and did not hold…May 17, 2018May 17, 2018
Host FatigueLast September, we became Airbnb hosts. We had been Airbnb guests in a number of cities from Boston to L.A. to New Orleans and had always…Apr 16, 2018Apr 16, 2018
Tammy Will Never Read ThisNo jokes today, no smartass remarks. No political posts.Mar 21, 2018Mar 21, 2018
The Heart of an ArtistI don’t hate DFW airport, but I’ll do almost anything to avoid it. I appreciate it as an airport that I sometimes need to use, but not one…Mar 14, 2018Mar 14, 2018
No Shirt, No Shoes…oh well.As a young father, I had this funny little olfactory habit.Feb 15, 2018Feb 15, 2018
How God WorksAn old man’s wife brings home a precious, if a bit unruly, stray dog. Usually a stray has a dark side from being out on their own, but not…Feb 13, 2018Feb 13, 2018
The Life of BooksI stopped at an estate sale in the Lake Highlands area of Dallas one Saturday afternoon, even though I had far more important things to do…May 24, 2017May 24, 2017
A Boy’s Childhood, A Dog’s LifeZeus found us in late July of 2007. It was so freaking hot in Dallas and we were looking forward to our vacation at the beach in…May 24, 2017May 24, 2017
People, teach those kids to swimMaybe it’s old-timer’s syndrome, good old days reverie, or maybe, just maybe, I’m on to something…May 24, 2017May 24, 2017