Grief
11/07/2020
IN MEMORY OF MY SWEETEST CHILDHOOD FRIEND
I first met Mary in Nursery School. We were outside, standing at wooden easels that were taller than we were. “Your tree…
04/25/2017
Letting Go of Love: On Grief and Dirty-Faced Boys
When I was in elementary school, I liked a boy whose face was always a little dirty, a boy who wore corduroys…
03/23/2017
Letter to My 12th Grade Son, 3 Months Before He Graduates High School
Dear TechSupport: You used to shout at your friends before playing Capture The Flag. “No burying the flag.” “No jailbreaks.” “My house….
12/20/2012
The Day The Last Baby Tooth Fell Out
My son didn’t lose his teeth. Nearly all of Tech’s chompers came in all “fakakta,” a Yiddish word meaning completely crazy. They…