His name was Patrick and he was lost. And he wasn’t just lost, he was hopelessly, frantically lost and no… Read more I Was a Lost Boy Too
A simple kayaking trip turned terrifying, a fishing trip becoming a running of the bulls, and other fantastic parenting dos and do nots.
She was a glorious Black woman, of an age that could have been forty or sixty five, wearing a green… Read more Juneteenth, In This America
“I didn’t tell anyone about my near-sex experience until maybe twenty years later when that memory came up in my mind, unbidden and I just started laughing about it. Then I told my wife and she laughed too.”
It’s Mother’s Day today and I started to wax nostalgic on a post about the wonders of mother’s, about how… Read more Fathers, We Need to Do Better for Mothers