Happy Father's Day
It is Father’s Day. Unlike the holiday which honors mothers, this one seems much less commercial. Dad doesn’t care about flowers or a sappy Hallmark card. Give him a nice steak on the grill and a six pack, and he’s pretty content. If the kids show up, that’s a bonus. The celebration has taken on a different meaning for me as I have grown older. I guess things get complicated by life and twisted family trees. My own father has gone to live with the angels and so has the father
2020 Vision
I recently saw a cartoon of two guys in an H.G. Wells type time machine. One had his hands on the controls, and he said to the other, “Rule #1, never put in this year.” And a big 2020 was projected onto a screen. Sometimes, the funniest things are those that hit closest to home, and this certainly does. I think everyone would agree that this year has brought with it unprecedented challenges, leaving us all afraid to ask: “What’s next?” But as someone who is visually deficient
Can We Talk?
The past week has been difficult. I just typed and erased that sentence three times. It seems like such a gross understatement and a poor beginning for this blog, but I can think of no other way to describe the way the tragic murder of George Floyd and the subsequent violent protests have impacted us both individually and collectively, igniting a range of emotions. It has been difficult on so many levels. And so, I have struggled to find the right words to say at a time when
