Gotta love the hat. I miss my dad...every day. My parents divorced when I was seven years old and I remember the total annihilation of our family very well. It was an agonizing set of events that would affect the rest of my life. But before this raw set of…
Original Post -6-20-11 This weekend I got to see what it means to be a husband and a father to my wife and daughter. To some this may not seem like a big deal but to me this was incredibly humbling. My wife and daughter simply asked me to take…
Original Post 2009-09-18 I could blog about swine flu, politics (for lack of a better word), ambitions, traditions, conditions, etc. but the only thing that settles my mind in the midst of the toil are the few minutes that I have before I hear her scream, “Daddy!” It's Friday afternoon…
My grandfather, Benjamin was probably the best example that I had as a dad growing up since I never have a male role model to look up to. He had an insanely keen sense of connectedness that I’ve never come across anyone in my lifetime (except for my wife and…