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Happy New Year 2019!
January 1, a new year, some might say a clean slate. During my wild impetuous youth, the first day of the year typically meant horrendous hangovers and, at some point, the hair of the dog. In recent decades, however, January 1 has often been a day of tremendous importance to our family.
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Finding My Way Back Home
In 1943, I entered life a unique, loving, vulnerable, entirely authentic little being. Before long, however, in reaction to the insensitive, thoughtless, or ignorant words and actions of the mostly well-meaning grown-ups around me, I gradually began to change.
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My friend Harry Nelson
My friend and former brother-in-law Harry Nelson has died.
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My essay is featured at the Washington Post!
Yes, I’m excited today because my personal essay “With over 40 years between the birth of my two daughters, I am two different fathers” is featured at the Washington Post On Parenting section.
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Bobby Kennedy was assassinated 50 years ago today.
“Some men see things as they are and say why. I dream things that never were and say why not.”
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I Turn Three-Quarters of a Century Old Today
Seventy-fucking-five. Three-quarters of a century. Thirty percent of the time the U.S. has existed. In my twenties, seemingly bulletproof and brimming with bravado and condescension, I’d sometimes rail, “Don’t trust anybody over 30.” Anyone in their seventies, in my mind, was ancient and useless.









