During his first week of college, my younger son attended a meet and greet for the first-year theatre students. Although he was not a theatre major, he had been awarded[…]
Category: Inside Parenthood
Call me old-fashioned, but I still delight at finding personal letters in the mailbox. There is just something uplifting about a handwritten letter. A letter is testament that thoughts of[…]
The original version of this essay was written nearly ten years ago after the wedding of my older son. After rereading, I find it still fitting following my younger son’s[…]
What’s up with the fixation on the word f***? Lately, everywhere I turn, there it is – bumper stickers, shows and movies, songs, social media platforms, our national leaders. Authors[…]
(Although I wrote this piece nearly a decade ago, at the beginning of the last four-years nightmare, it is unfortunately just as, if not more relevant today. There are still[…]
(Here is the final section, Part 6 of Chapter 2 from What Did I Tell You?) Anyone claiming to be qualified to teach because they were once a student would[…]
(Part 5 of Chapter 2 from What Did I Tell You?) According to the 1977 edition of the New Collegiate Dictionary (a high school graduation gift from my parents), the[…]
(Part 4 of Chapter 2 from What Did I Tell You?) Nowadays, screens ranging in size from fitting in a pocket to covering a wall have invaded every aspect of[…]
(Part 3 of Chapter 2 from What Did I Tell You?) Another notable attribute of parents, equally obvious yet routinely dismissed, ignored, even denied, is their primacy. Regarding the adults[…]
(Here is the second section of Chapter 2 of What Did I Tell You?) A baffling aspect of parents is that no two of us have the same ones. I[…]