My baby brother, the Listener, the one who works for us and knows everything, called my mobile phone last Thursday at about 1:30pm. He didn't beat around the bush. He said, "dad is gone." Even though I knew what was coming, the words still hit me with an awful force. It wasn't shock or surprise, … Continue reading I’m still in that box
childhood memories
Too soon to say goodbye
We found out early Friday morning that my dad is in critical condition, in the ICU up north near his home in Washington State. He's 77 years old. He’d been in some abdominal pain for a few days, which then became severe, and he asked my step mom to call an ambulance because he literally … Continue reading Too soon to say goodbye
I had a friend named Fred
When I was young, I didn't like cartoons. I didn't like all the fast moving, hard hitting, loud, often violent, and mostly poorly drawn animation that was children's television (and frankly, I still don't). When Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood debuted in early 1968, I was right there in front of our black & white console TV. … Continue reading I had a friend named Fred
Holiday Treats
Just like anyone else who celebrates, I have lots and lots of memories and feelings surrounding the Christmas holiday. As I have discussed, religion is all over the place in my family. First, my parents are Christian. They were married in a Christian church (even though they have no idea what kind of Christian church, it … Continue reading Holiday Treats
try not to cry on my rainbow 