Lent

Lent

The annual nightmare began each Ash Wednesday, when I found myself another year further into the darkness of adolescence and agnosticism. Was it getting smeared with ashes that I dreaded, or was it the upcoming extra hours in this huge, stale box? I’d trudge up the...
Every Flavor

Every Flavor

Thanksgiving has always been one of my favorite holidays.  Growing up in a huge Irish Catholic family, Thanksgiving dinner quickly turned into a raucous event with upwards of 20 cousins under the age of 18 scattered throughout my aunt Karen’s house.  Karen, the...
Riding the Wake of the Yo-Yo

Riding the Wake of the Yo-Yo

Cancer is pretty much ubiquitous these days. Watch the commercials during any t.v. show if in doubt. We all know someone who has cancer, who’s died of cancer, who’s survived cancer. It hovers around us like—well—like a cancer. But it’s much different when it knocks on...
Morrison’s Maze

Morrison’s Maze

Some years ago a friend asked me if I thought Beloved was Toni Morrison’s best book. I answered that it was one of the best books, period. To me it’s right up there with Steppenwolf, To Kill a Mockingbird, Wuthering Heights, Pride & Prejudice. It’s a book that has...
The Second Fool

The Second Fool

Death Dialogues #4 Second Fool: “Who builds stronger than a mason, a shipwright, or a carpenter?” First Fool: “…a gravemaker: the houses that he makes last till doomsday.” from from Hamlet I sat on the floor across from the vet who had just put down our 12-year-old,...