Tradition is for the birds.. A.K.A. Thanksgiving Redux

I have never been one for tradition. It would probably take a team of chimps about 2 minutes to surmise that the genisis of my feelings is linked to my untraditional upbringing. Living 2500 miles from your closest family for the better part of 18 years does not help. On Thanksgiving day 2003 I boarded … Continue reading Tradition is for the birds.. A.K.A. Thanksgiving Redux

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5 Ways Being a Dad is Like Working Out

I know my father. We've met, and I've seen him half a dozen times give or take. I know he is smart, that he left to go to Africa in the Peace Corps when my mother was 8 months pregnant, that several years later he came back to America married and with several of my … Continue reading 5 Ways Being a Dad is Like Working Out