the last picture of this tree
About a year after we moved into this house, we had to cut down an old, triple-trunked birch tree in the backyard. It was unhealthy and thinning, and large limbs were starting to fall. It wasn’t safe for the kids ...
nothing there
another Sunday Seven
I’m about a week into my post-Instagram life, and I have to say I miss it far less than I thought I might. I’ve quit several social media platforms before, so I know about those withdrawal symptoms: loo...
but when I became a man, I put away childish things
It was his fidget. Even though he quit playing baseball years ago, he still kept a ball in his room, and when he got stressed out, or even just bored, he’d lie on his back on his bed, and rep...
This is a post from my ancient blog, orginially going up on this day in 2011, about the events on this day in 2004.
It was a beautiful, warm, sunny spring morning in Chicago. Monday never felt so good.
There was so much change in the air for us. My j...
(video clip) I couldn’t have known while watching it live that this bat drop, recorded at Strikes a few weeks ago, might have been the last one I’d see. Preparations for baseball tryouts next week had been proceeding apace for almost ten...
On the face of it, it was cathartic to spend several hours yesterday dismantling ~10 years of Lego creations to box up for donation. Entropy had already taken its ruinous toll on the largest structures, leaving a lot of mid-sized substructures that ...
