“ I don’t know. I don’ t like the direction  which this is heading.” Our son is two and is now putting on  movies by himself. “ Honey I think you’re over-reacting.” “Frankly I’m  scared.” I find myself at the kitchen table, clinging to a cup of coffee while my wife flirts distractedly with the… Continue reading Disney

They say the past is a another country. New Orleans is a country with another present. There are old buildings but there are odd ways; the second line, the cemeteries, the crews, the parish system, the city accent. There is history preserved and it is beautiful but much of the beauty lies in strangeness, the alternate,… Continue reading New Orleans, mon amour

I have a vision of a multitude, a host of souls waiting in a giant station wagon as my father and his brother chat on some porch of purgatory.   But these souls are not upset with my father for he provides each of them with valuable information: the date of their birth, what the… Continue reading Dad Eulogy