I’ve not yet had the need to plan my own funeral, but I suspect that when I do it will be much like preparing for a yard sale. There’s the general sense of getting one’s affairs in order, tidying things up a bit — not because I really care whether some slob I don’t know …
“Only too soon personal experience and the experience of others teaches how far most men’s lives are from being what a man’s life ought to be. All have great moments. They see themselves in the magic mirror of possibility which hope holds before them while the wish flatters them. But they swiftly forget this sight …
My children are developing personalities. Caleb, for example, is a persuader. “Daddy, would you like to go to the ice cream place after dinner?” “We’ll see.” “Well, after we eat, we could go to the ice cream place, you know, and I can get a ice cream with sprinkles on it.” “Maybe. You’ll have to …
Fridays seem to be good days for writing about the munchkins. Something Jeff Brokaw wrote in a very kind, thoughtful letter to me has stayed in my mind. He said that I should write more of the good things I remember about Caroline. I haven’t had the good grace to write back to Jeff yet. …
The following tale attests to the pervasive Disneyfication of our culture. It’s important for you to understand, before I tell you what I’m about to tell you, that we don’t let our children watch television. We limit their video intake to a handful of brands, mostly VeggieTales, Thomas the Tank Engine, and Mr. Rogers. We …
