October 14, 2009
Marty couldn’t hear my father. Historically, all the men in my family seem to have a difficult time relating to some children. Nobody has ever quite figured it out, either. Some say it’s the baritone voice, others say it’s because we tend to talk to children like adults, rarely raising the pitch of our voice, [...]
September 10, 2009
It’s almost two in the morning, and I’m up playing Monopoly, dreaming, as every kid does, about all the wealth he’ll command. Trouble is, it’s just a fantasy and, well as I’m doing, happy as my life is, I don’t own much. So what’s a free, white, non-landowning male to do? So far, all I [...]