[Ed. note: Please forgive another sprawling disquisition on the emotional/ethical tangle in the wake of Tucson. I get the feeling these are the first in a long series of such things.] This is a parenting blog, primarily. Parenting as seen through my eyes, which are those of a white middle
Pops at 52, Castro Valley, CA. Today my Pops turns 90. He has outlived more family members than he ever expected to, including younger sister, wife, first grandson. For as long as I can remember, he’d say, regarding his projected longevity: “Live ’til ninety, then start counting.” We’re hoping the
Herewith a string of disconnected thoughts and a litany of links to many things you likely already know, simply because at the moment there feels like so little else I’ve been able to do. Like so many of us, since about midday Saturday I’ve been off-and-on glued to my news