Author Archives: Marc

Abe, Today you and I danced to: “Windfall” by Son Volt “Redemption Song” by Bob Marley “Big Indian” by The Dandy Warhols “Tomorrow Comes Today” by Gorillaz “Let The Cool Goddess Rust Away” by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah That … Continue reading →

Abe, It started early this morning with cramps that swept over your mother like slow rolling waves. She moved like a caged tiger, pacing with a fierce energy. We'd look at each other, wide eyed and say, “It's happening…” though … Continue reading →

Child, I remember being a hero one night in southern Thailand. Your Mom and I were standing in a dense crowd on New Year's Eve. A paper mache Osama bin Lauden had just pranced past. The sky over our head … Continue reading →

These Chuck Taylor All-Stars were crocheted by your Grandma T. Every kids' first pair of kicks should be this cool.

Child, Sundays are the only day of the week into which alarm clocks may not intrude. And sleep we do, sometimes, like today, until 10:30. We were up too late last night, watching Six Feet Under. I have been told … Continue reading →

Child, I have heard small stories about what my parents' life was like when I was born. I have seen a handful of bleached out pictures. And still I wonder. I wonder more about it now, as we prepare for … Continue reading →

Child, I remember french toast, cinnamon and sugar mixed in a plastic bear with a flip top head, grilled cheese sandwiches on square perfect bread, tiny sweet pickles and flat Coca-Cola served over ice. These were my favorite things. I … Continue reading →

Child, You are a fire in my heart. You are the sleepless in my night. We share a turning, you and I. Late at night when I settle into bed, long after your Mom has curled up to sleep, I … Continue reading →

Child, Four years ago today, your Mom and I were married. It was a most amazing day, warm and light. I have never felt so surrounded by love; your whole family was there, celebrating with us. The wedding was as … Continue reading →