Tender Loin
It was the kind of gathering where a bowling ball rolled across the lush, encyclopedia-thick carpeting might only make it eight inches before hitting the next set of Gucci loafers. […]
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Like So Many Farmers Before
By the time I pulled into the driveway a splendid spring evening had turned into a perfect night. The temperature was an even fifty degrees and the snow and ice […]
Something Tells Me We’ve Met Before
The midnight room was dark, lit only by the flickering of a pair of beeswax candles and the trusty woodstove, and scented only by the crackling aroma of well-seasoned cherry […]
Neither Snow Nor Rain Nor Heat Nor Gloom of Night…
I got the call at 2:30 on a Tuesday afternoon. At the time I was putting the finishing touches on a PowerPoint deck intended to convince the firm’s investment committee […]
Sleep Tips for Parents
It was so late that even the crickets had knocked off for the night. Alison caught me just as I had begun an irreversible kamikaze dive into bed. The dives […]
The Smell of Work
The iPhone alarm sounded at 4:30am and three hours later the MD-88 lifted off from a promising April morning at Detroit Metro Airport. Seventy minutes of turbulence later it landed […]
Just Like the Catalog
Despite being a hot, sticky affair with little breeze and Honduras-level amounts of humidity, it had been a busy, accomplished Saturday. But by 11pm my glands were beginning to surrender. […]
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