Barefoot Without a Cause

Earlier this month marked one year since we lost my dad.   It feels cliché to say, but I can’t believe it’s been a year and I can’t believe...

First day of school.  She picked her own outfit and would not be persuaded.  Of course. When Monster was born everyone commented o...

At my dad’s wake my aunt shared a story of my father from his toddlerhood.   As a small child, she said, my dad would play quietly in h...

In college I took a number of African American Studies courses.   So many, in fact, that I seriously considered a minor in the subject.   M...

For all of my life I can remember my dad answering my Uncle Tom’s phone calls with the same greeting in his deep gravely voice, “Heeee...

kids, I tell ya.  We were kids. Earlier this month Tommy and I celebrated our seventh anniversary.  We hadn't had a proper date nig...

It's been quiet here for a spell.  Because now I have three kids and I'm here to inform you that three is more that two.  A lot more...