Waiting, Berkeley, CA. This was a moment during which my kid and I were waiting for the BART train into the city to go see a holiday dance show. For minutes on end we watched people descend the escalator: first shoes, then legs, then torso, then whole person. Could have
First off, I really wanted to get back to sweet little stories of human connection and the everyday foibles of parenthood, you know? Really did. Have something in the hopper even. I genuinely try to use this venue as a means to lift not just my own spirits, but those of
Ever since he turned 80, my sister has thrown our dad a lavish birthday dinner party at her place (our childhood home). She urges him to invite as many close personal friends as he likes. She prepares never less than a four course meal; the first year it was seven.