I recently posted a short reverie about my childhood stamp collection. A friend wrote to say that it called to mind a story in my memoir, Fathers. She was right, and here’s what happened:

Why keep stuff?

Without an audience, free speech doesn’t count for much.

On Visiting Auschwitz. Images and verse for Holocaust Day to commemorate the 80th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz

A father-son moment on the Usumacinta River

The data was published four years ago, but the tragic story it tells is still true.

A little something light for a winter's day

January 6, 2021, was just the beginning

I am an old child full of Wonder

This winter Sunday we fold away our memories