Dear E & V, A wise man once told me, “Before they turned 18 I was a father to my kids. After they turned 18 I became their friend.” Ever since I heard that quote it’s been a guiding principle in my parenting. And it became more poignant ever since your Grandpa died. I’m at…
My parents met in the early 1980’s after my dad moved to Las Vegas for one of his first internships out of vet school. My mom had introduced him to her boss who also happened to be a veterinarian, and my dad and him struck up a long-lasting friendship. A friendship that would lead to…
It was around 2:00 am in Heidelberg, Germany, and I was tired of hanging around drunk people all night. I had a head cold and was abstaining from drinking that night (probably the only time I was there that I abstained from drinking), so instead of hanging out in a stuffy basement where I wasn’t…
It was a cool June morning on what would turn out to be a warm June day. My wife, K, was 4 days away from her estimated delivery date, but the midwives had warned us it was just that: an estimate. “Babies come when they’re ready, not by the mark on the calendar” we were…
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Dear E & V, In the course of your life you will encounter a special kind of person that’s regularly nicknamed “The One-Upper”. These are people who, consciously or unconsciously, feel the need to out-do your accomplishments and experiences. Just go on a vacation to Ireland? They went to Ireland AND Scotland. Just bag a…
Dear E & V, There comes a time in many people’s lives where they throw off the yoke of parental oppression and revel in their new found freedom. For some this is college, for others it’s living on their own, and for others it’s partying in their parents’ basement (where they live). There is no…
Dear Dad, It was a year ago today that I watched your life slip away as I held your hand. I remember the tears streaming down my face as your breathing slowly stopped and your heart stopped beating. I don’t know if you were conscious for it, but you had a lot of people who…
The obsession with identity can be counterproductive when it comes to living a good life.
Dear E & V, I gave up reading the news about two years ago, sometime in February of 2018. I don’t tell a whole lot of people that — especially if they’re of a political or self-righteous bent — because in the past I was criticized for being willfully ignorant about the global state of…
The thing I remember the most were the eyes. It was the middle of August, and we had just gotten finished with a routine call a for a woman who needed to go to the hospital for signs of a possible heart and/or panic attack (sometimes they present the same symptoms…). We were about a…
