Dana Port. She was a freaking Superwoman. You know the type—gets up at 5:00 a.m. to run her eight miles and then is home in time to make a hot breakfast for the kids before they head off to school, cleaned and combed and polished. 5′10″, 120 lbs, never seemed ruffled. It was downright inhuman, […]
Really, guys, I swear: I’m only writing this thing because my mentors say I really need to. It’s embarrassing.
But not as embarrassing as letting you think I’ve stopped writing.
So for my one loyal reader (Hi, Honey), here is the next installment of my extended “life story.” Part 3: A Reunion, A Parting.
Share This
Snippets and a quick update:
Boy 7: Dad, what would you do if I had the force?
Me: The force?
Boy 7: Yeah, you know. The Force.
Me: Well, I guess I’d want you to teach me how to use it.
Boy 7: No, I would use it when I wrestle with Boy 12. When he tried to do a […]
Artwork by Boy 7. I was wearing my Ninja suit that day.-->
