Family
Letting the Oil Run Off
When we sold the food business my parents started in the early 1980s a few years ago, I was deeply concerned it would kill my father.
That’s because it was the truest expression of his undivided self.
Family
I was such an asshole.
Sometimes I randomly apologize to my mother for being a little shit and it makes her emotional, which confirms that I have indeed been, or still am, a little shit.
Family
Ode to a Creep
I credit my sister for all of our major family trips. While my parents and I are very dynamic people, we’re also a bunch of stick-in-the-mud homebodies. A recent excursion reminded me of a funny time we had together.
Family
Daddy Stories
My life is full of my father’s stories. He is a delightful man, and rampant conversation dominator. He has travelled the world, seen life, built an empire, and he has a right to talk.
