Here are the many postings I’ve made of meaningful moments in the recent years when I’ve not had a living father Read More
Six months a go on or about Carolyn’s birthday, I wrote this on her Facebook wall. Read More
I’ve never been one for the ritual of holiday gift giving. For me, it has actually always felt very “material” and not at all about what I hope to express to my loved ones when I give them a gift.
When I give a gift, it’s meant to say, Read More
There is an excruciating anguish and it goes by the name of “writer’s block.”
I’ve spent a few weeks now thinking about my family, about friendship, about things that really matter to me, and I’ve written about 2000 words of Read More
I came across some digital files I apparently recorded in the hours and day after my father died and it reminded me about Read More
I’ve written about this man before.
I want you to imagine a shy, scared kid who experienced homophobia very early on in his life often called “fag,” “faggot,” and Read More