Lesbian Dad


I am thinking about my sister today.   This February, three days before her eldest son’s birthday, it’ll mark three years that my sister’s and my relationship transformed fundamentally.  Estrangement: not of my choosing, but neither could I prevent or remedy it; as such things likely are, the causes are

After Newtown

  Leveled, like so many.  Staring at my children, whose age range is precisely that of most of the child victims of the mass shooting at the Newtown, CT school earlier today.  Breath knocked out, and here I am at the other side of the country, with two living children.


Self-portrait: After the Thanksgiving feast, Berkeley, CA. The above scene is the dining room at my brother-in-law’s,  also effectively known as my back yard. Of interest to no one except my cat, who can’t read, is that the critter to my left is Emma, also known as She Who Can’t

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