All things must pass away

My earliest memory is of receiving Chewbacca from my father. Raging Hippie Grandpa, a folk and blues man who played the bar circuit as a singer/songwriter, would often be gone Wednesday through Saturday for his work. Sunday morning was always exciting in our house, because we would wake up to Dad being home. One morning, [...]

Canta una cancion

The other morning, Michael asked a question with a fairly obvious answer: “What’s the name of the monster that eats the cookies?” “Cookie Monster?” I replied, a bit stunned. “Uh, yeah. Cookie Monster!” He went back to playing with his siblings. It has been surprising to see the differences in what the kids find interesting [...]