Forty years. Sounds like a long time. That’s probably because it is a long time, even if you’re one of those Galapagos turtles. There’s a Pink Floyd lyric that’s always been lodged in my brain (taking up room that should be devoted to more important matters): “Then one day you find, 10 years have got … More 40th Class Reunion pits memories vs. ambivalence; what’ll it be like for her?
Younger Child is getting older. We marked her 9th birthday with a truly enjoyable trip to the American Girl Doll store in New York City, and took in another few attractions. I didn’t expect a birthday to bring overnight changes in Younger Daughter, of course. The changes are there, but they are slow to evolve. The … More The Banana Incident: Dad stands firm, instead of slipping up
We had a health scare last week with the newest member of the household. It made me confront for the first time how we would break the news to our child and cope with the death of a loving family pet. When it comes to animals, though, I’m a very effective grief counselor. I go to pieces. I try to … More Illness in the family: But I didn’t realize they had one of those
You could say I’ve had a lifelong interest in obituaries. It began with writing them, in the early days of my career in journalism, and continues even today. But it makes me wonder about the future of these re-caps, recounting and chronicling of someone’s life. I fear the importance of and attention to printed … More Final say on Obituaries: Now it’s ‘Surrounded by family members’
“You are not your job. “I’ve been telling you that for two years.” My wife and I were surfing the wake of yet another oh-so-close interview that failed to land the job. In the two years since I was drummed out of the ranks of fully employed editors/writers, there have been many highs and lows. I’ve learned, even after … More Identity crisis: It’s back to (before) Square One, but it’s a full-time gig
The more things change, the more they truly do seem the same. Everyone has their own interpretation, based on your own life experiences. One of the wonders of being an older father with a younger child is watching how that young child grows and adapts to the world around her. I’ve talked before about her retro … More Age of Innocence: Spotless dresses, hair heaped high — and Bobby Sherman
I still remember the Halloween my mother duded me up as the then-TV hero Green Hornet. There was the dark green hand-me-down, knee-length coat, which was too uncool for me to wear as a raincoat. The green mask covering my eyes, and the toy gun in my pocket, completed the get-up. I think it was … More Wonder Woman vs. the UFO: Halloween’s sweet memories (not the candy)
My Muse has been on an unscheduled sabbatical. For the second time, I pushed myself through a post because I felt I should write one, or I was supposed to write one — instead of writing a post that was inspired by a priceless moment between Older Dad and Younger Child. Fortunately, I put that … More Lesson from a Child: Memories truly are the key to immortality