When I headed off to college my mom had two ways of connecting with me. 1) She could call me in my dorm room, and if the planets were properly aligned, she’d get me on the phone. 2) A letter. How did we survive. Today’s parents have a plethora of electronic ways to “stay connected”…
We were stunned once again as a country with the recent shootings in Connecticut. Safe at school or in a movie theater have become things of the past. Men, women and our most precious children are being gunned down by fellow countrymen. It’s sickening, but when you stop and think about it, we humans have…
Saving for college is tough. Meg and I promised our two kids Jonathan and Alexandra, aka the money pits, that we’d pay for a four year college education, books and housing included. The economy continues to inch along, the four years turns into four and a half years and we find that we’re a bit…
Revisions on Kidjacked are complete. I’ve handed it off to an editor so that she can fix all the boo boo’s I’ve made. I decided to take up the practice yoga some time ago. Life balance and all that internal stuff should be good for me, right? My teachers are a lady named Rose who’s…
I’m busy revising my manuscript “Kidjacked- A Father’s Story while working full time. The entire process is akin to having bamboo shoots shoved between my finger nails without making much noise. Impossible! I was venting to my friend Sandy who’s the mother of three and a wonderful painter. “Try finger painting”, she exclaimed. A teacher…
