The baby was due on July 4. Independence Day always ranked low on my list of treasured holidays, but now the date felt significant, like something written in the stars. In truth, no one really knew when our baby would arrive, thanks to my lackadaisical approach to biological record keeping. An exasperated midwife insisted I supply a best-guess date of…
Janine was the biggest bully in my elementary school—and she was assigned to the desk next to mine in fifth grade. Short and obese with cropped black hair and bulging black eyes, she wore a constant sneer beneath her olive complexion. We were complete opposites: I loved school and excelled in it; Janine hated it and did poorly. I wore…
There’s no denying that intoxicating, all-consuming high you feel when you first fall in love. You have a goofy smile on your face and your friends notice you glowing from the inside out. But it’s not all rainbows and butterflies for everyone: Some people find that love is all-consuming. For them, being in love is like being on cocaine—literally! Indeed, love…
In celebration of Father’s Day, here are our favorite posts about dads from the last year: Here I Am, by Duane Stapp. A man who never knew his father vows to be there for his son. What I Learned from My Dad About How to Win, by Michele Rosenthal. Along with the finer points of shooting marbles and playing Gin…
When I was about five years old, I was pretty sure my father was God. This was because I would watch him plant pieces of dead wood in the ground that a month later had grown into a house. Then I learned that he was actually a carpenter. Since Jesus was also a carpenter, it still gave him good cred,…
One icy Saturday in January 1980, my father and I were loading firewood into the back of the family station wagon when his face, red from the cold wind and exertion, suddenly drained of color and turned as gray as the crusted snow under our boots. He slumped onto the car’s tailgate and pulled from his pocket the battered aluminum…
Fathers have come a long way since the first day honoring them in Spokane, Washington, in 1900. (It didn’t become an official U.S. holiday until 1966.) And their commitment to their children has grown considerably, especially in the last decade. Let’s see some statistics on how American dads are really coming through for their kids today… [soliloquy id=”18082″] Click here…
