Monthly Archives: August 2014

Ice Cream Cake

(for my dad, who’s not here) It’s your birthday, and you’re not here. I’m still right here. Moving through my days in the same house, the same place. Okay, some things have changed. I mean, it has been ten years … Continue reading

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My (white) Privilege

Lately, everywhere I look there are articles about race relations, bigotry, and white privilege. The revolution has been going on for decades, but it seems to have picked up some steam recently. Another defining moment in history is upon us. … Continue reading

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This One Time, At Band Camp

To measure the passing of time, I look at my children, and my friends’ children. The oldest of those kids have already gone off to college. When I hear about them or see them I am always amazed. Amazed in … Continue reading

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