This morning was his last first day of school. Twelve times I have dropped him off. Six at Willowdale. Three at Russell. And three at Millard North. Today no drop-off was required. His car, a 2007 black Infiniti with almost…
Benjamin and I drove to Northfield, Minnesota on Sunday after church. It’s about five hours from Omaha. Mostly on Interstate 80 and Interstate 35. The purpose of the trip was to visit two colleges—Carleton and St. Olaf. He fell asleep…
This letter is in Prayers from The Water’s Edge. It was the last of the one-hundred pieces I wrote and my favorite. I wrote it on a picnic table in a park in Copenhagen, Denmark early one morning. It was…
My mom has been in town this week. She is a tax accountant and is enjoying May. It is much better than March and April for her. She came down to watch David play soccer and lacrosse. I have some…
I’m a dad. Not a perfect one. I try hard. I think about the subject of parenting a lot. When the boys leave home and go to college—I pray they have two things: roots and wings. Roots remind them whose…