We’ve come a long way, baby

We’ve come a long way, baby

At Sunday night dinner, my 20-year old son noticed we were wearing similar biking t-shirts and asked to take a picture with me. Do you all remember THIS IS THE KID who at age 17 gave me the F.U. 🖕 and walked out of our home the summer before his senior year of...
Life lessons from my 80 year old dad

Life lessons from my 80 year old dad

I’m in Arizona celebrating my dad’s 80th birthday. On Saturday we created a black tie event with two main goals in mind: celebrate my dad and FORGET for a few hours about Covid and cancer. We danced, we ate, we wore masks, we stayed safe. My dad and I have always got...