A Year Goes By

A Year Goes By

This was Elijah and I on January 1, 2014 hiking Abiqua Falls. So much has changed since then—Dad is gone, Elijah is soon turning 16, Chuck is moving his office to Portland, and I am a disillusioned writer with little interest in the publishing world and all the calisthenics writers… Read More

First Anniversary

First Anniversary

Dad, last Christmas Last year on New Year’s Eve, Dad took Shameem, Chuck and I to his doctor so that we could hear a sobering truth: Dad was running out of time. Shameem, Chuck and I listened as Dad pressed the man to talk numbers. Dad wanted us to understand… Read More

Six Weeks After

Six Weeks After

Yes, I went for a walk today. And yes, I fell asleep in the tall grass, leaning on a rock, the sun warm on my face, my arms. Slept like a child sleeps — drifting into clouds of wandering thoughts — birds, leaves, stems of flowers. You. And then yes, I woke, and Waldo,… Read More

Undone

Undone

I have not written my dad’s obituary yet. I have not cancelled his credit cards or opened the notebook that says what I am suppose to do, as executor. I have not boxed up any of his clothes, or thrown away any papers, or medications, or magazines. I have not… Read More

Telling Friends

Telling Friends

Dad is the one holding the child.  Last night “Pete” called. Pete is Pethachi, one of Dad’s colleagues from his days at Purdue University in the early 1950’s. Dad arrived in the United States knowing no one. He arrived just days before school started. He was dazed and confused. Then… Read More