The above photo of my mom and dad, I’m told, was taken when my mother was about six months pregnant. So, according to WebMD, my skin would have still been transparent, and I would have just been starting to produce white blood cells to help fight disease and infection. My parents, as you can see, […]
Tag Archives: birthdays
Almost a half-century ago, on this very day, the woman pictured here had a baby. And that baby grew up to be me.
Today, thanks to Facebook, I discovered that two of the most influential men in my life share the same birthday. Both Malcolm X (born Malcolm Little) and Joey Ramone (born Jeffrey Ross Hyman) started their journeys on May 19, and, in their honor, not only am I drinking a beer right now to their memories, […]
Here, on the occasion of my son’s second birthday, are ten random thoughts that I wrote to him last night. As I suspect that he may misplace the letter that I handed him as he went screaming through the living room, I thought that perhaps I’d reprint it here as well. 1. Arlo, I’m loving […]
On this day, many, many years ago, I was pulled from the womb of my unconscious mother with forceps. Later, according to my mother’s account, when a nurse brought me to her, she refused to take me, saying, “No, I haven’t had my baby yet.” A few friends and loved ones seem to think that […]
A year ago yesterday, Linette and I we welcomed our son Arlo into the world. Like his sister, once he made up his mind that he wanted to join us, he came shooting down the birth canal like a rocket. I think I must have mentioned it here before, but, eight years ago, when Linette […]