Remembering 9/11

I finished my morning run on the dike, and walked to the car under deep blue skies.  The air carried the first smells of fallen leaves.  I unlocked the door, got in and took a drink of water before starting the car.  The radio greeted me with a special announcement rather than the music of … Continue reading Remembering 9/11

Fathers’ Days

When you are a parent everyday is a father's day or a mother's day--for the rest of your life.  If you are lucky, you get to live long enough to suffer your children's travails, survive their adolescent brain storms, enjoy your own descent into ignorance as they ascend into their young adult superiority, and, finally, celebrate … Continue reading Fathers’ Days