August 26, 2015
It is the summer before the summer before college for my soon-to-be senior. My kids are lined up like tennis balls at the base of a ball machine chute. Before I know it — WHOOSH! ….WHOOSH! They’ll be gone.
July 28, 2015
The older child made a request: Please bring me my ukulele. And a coffee maker. And coffee. The ukulele, I could see. When one is spending the month at a precollege program, sleeping in the dorms and sitting in class all day, a young man needs his ukulele. Of course. But the coffee maker? In […]