(This post was originally published with the title "Paterfamilias" in 2015. The version below has been edited and revised. I offer it today in memory of sweet, flawed fathers who loved their daughters dearly.) I knew two versions of my father, one from my childhood - all piggyback rides, swimming races and books - and … Continue reading Something still true.
What began with The Shining, released on Memorial Day weekend, ended, a week after Labor Day, with Ordinary People. In between were Caddyshack, The Blue Lagoon, Airplane!, Brubaker, Urban Cowboy and He Knows You're Alone. It was the summer of Luke and Laura, of Funkytown, Magic and Sailing. The United States led a 65-country boycott … Continue reading Summer 1980.
Twenty years ago this week, I met my children's father. Nineteen years ago this summer, my own father drank himself to death. The two events are related in a way, though not in the way you might be thinking. Unless you are thinking that my father finally let go when he knew both of his … Continue reading Paterfamilias.