i was six when they married memories of that and more potato salad and apple pie summer under the backyard tree winter crowded in the house the farmhouse held us all so long ago once we were five I wrote when the first of my brothers died on the airplane to the funeral said good-bye […]
Take Me as I Say Not as I Do
Today, while I was updating a woefully out-of-date profile on WordPress/Gravatar I re-affirmed a most basic part of myself. I am in awe of life. Old enough to know better. I wander in awe amid the complexity, order, and nuance of life. The ripples of small acts amplify my belief in goodness. I try to […]
The Last Living Child of My Parents
I wrote much of this post in July 2015: I spent a lot of the day with my brother, Jim, reading prayers he liked (Psalms), ones I like (Buddhist), telling him I love him, talking to him about family, telling him his love for me was always something I cherished, that we would make sure […]
Pink Flamingos R Us
Donald Featherstone touched lives, created a cultural icon, and made people smile. That sounds like a pretty good life and legacy to me. I have to utter thanks one more time as he is laid to rest; he passed away a couple days ago. Pink flamingos are iconic in and of themselves. But the plastic […]
25 Years With My Daughter Thus Far
This will not be a huge post, not intended to change other people’s lives, nor for getting page views, or for furthering other bloggy-world accomplishments, but it is about my biggest, best, most wonderful accomplishment in this world: My daughter Phoebe. She is pictured below with her fiancé, Adam. I love her more than life itself. […]
Siblings and Older Foster Kids Need Parents
Regular readers will find this to differ from my usual post, at first glance. Social action that sees light on this blog is often political, but at this time of the year, when everyone is thinking of family, family gatherings, and tradition, I’ve decided to take a moment to consider youths whose family structure is so fragmented […]