Today would have been my dad’s 69th birthday. For whatever reason, it’s difficult for me […]

  It’s time to keep a promise. It was a promise made in a time […]

For most of my life, whenever I needed advice, I turned to my dad. Most […]

It’s been three months since my father passed away and the waters of time are […]

My dad was a sentimental guy. Despite his outward demeanor of unflappable cool and impenetrable […]

When the Detroit Tigers’ season ended yesterday, I kept looking to my phone for texts […]

I’m not the world’s handiest person. It’s probably a patience thing. My wife says I […]

Being back in Southern California reminds me of my dad. My dad never lived in […]

Towards the end of his life, my dad – understandably, I suppose – didn’t really […]

I’ll never forget my first, and I’ll never forget my dad telling me about his […]

I rode my dad’s bike for the first time today. There was a hiccup or […]

I didn’t really know my dad as a motorcyclist. Sure, his  cross-country trip – you […]