Tag: #parenting

The Joy of Watching My Son Discover Rock n’ Roll You can't start a fire without a spark...


A few weeks ago my 8 year-old son, Chase, dressed up as Bruce Springsteen for a school project. Ever since, he hasn’t stopped listening to Springsteen. Here’s a video of him flossing to “Dancing in the Dark”. My parents taught me that music, is as good as any subject, to bond with your child. Growing […]

The morning after a neurologist found my brain damage I went to work. The story of the blue collar patient


Cindy told me to stay home. Put my feet up. Watch daytime television. Rest. But I insisted on going to work. “I have too much work to do.” I was teaching Cormac McCarthy’s novel The Road. Set in a post-apocalyptic world, the novel chronicles a father-son relationship and argues a father’s chief duty, no matter […]

I’ve come to suspect that all parents are frauds.


This week a student told me I must be the world’s greatest dad. I laughed. “What makes you believe that?” “Because you always seem to have a great answer for every question.” Flattered, sure, but there’s a big difference at being good English teacher and being a parent. Teaching literature and writing is easy.  Parenting […]

When your youngest child learns to ride a bike… Long may you ride, my son


I bet you can tell me when and where you learned to ride a bike. I was 5 and learned in white concrete alley behind our red brick Philadelphia row house. The bike was red with black rubber handle grips and solid plastic wheels. A few days earlier, Dad and I bought the bike from […]

When Your Child Realizes How Cruel The World Can Be


Hours before my daughter’s 10th birthday I committed murder. Call me heartless, call me a bastard but since I don’t own a gun or crossbow–I did it with a hammer. Trust me, I didn’t want to do it. But, as life teaches, sometimes you have to do things you never thought you would do. I […]

A Letter to My Daughter On Her 10th Birthday


Dear Haley, It’s incredible. It really is. 10 years ago, a nurse loaded you and your mom into the back seat of our silver Chevy Malibu, shut the door, stepped back, smiled, waved and suddenly our lives began together. Jarring as it was–sometimes life is that cut and dry. One day you’re curled inside your mother […]

The Air Max 90 (Or The First Time I Learned About Envy)


This week’s publication is dedicated to my friend and fellow writer Deb Dauer, who recently passed away from complications caused by ALS.  Although my time with Deb was brief, she taught me to live, to write with courage and spirit and that true happiness can only be found in the connections you make.  Thank you […]

The Great American School Experience: Hide In The Closet, Stay Quiet, and Hope Not To Die


They were still bagging up bodies at Stoneman Douglas High School when my 9 year old daughter told me her plan. “We would hide in the closet.” “Really? That’s all?” “Yes, teacher told us that if there is an intruder we are to hide in the closet and stay quiet.” I didn’t tell her that […]

For the Philadelphia Sports Fan, Championship Games are Generational


When I was a kid my dad use to carry me through the silver turnstiles that guarded the concrete spaceship known as Veterans Stadium so we could watch bad baseball, together. In the mid 1980’s the Phillies were a bad baseball team. So bad that if you went to the supermarket and bought an 8 […]

I don’t think my daughter believes in Santa Claus anymore


Christmas morning is a great moment in parenting history. The excitement. The smiles. Your children jumping and dancing and rejoicing because Santa Claus is real and he was really listening to their wishes and he was really watching as them clean their room, share their toys and muscle down broccoli all year long. There’s wrapping […]