Night Night

My daughter has gotten into the adorable habit of saying, “night, night” when she’s ready for bedtime stories.  She loves books and will sit quietly browsing through her library, Moo, Baa, La La La, The Hungry Caterpillar, and Fox in Socks.  Ahh, sweet, funny, innocent children’s books. Mom and Dad used to read us stories […]


Watching football reminds me of my dad.  Yes.  The diminutive Armenian/Cuban goofball who probably came up to the elbows of most of his players was a badass high school football coach in Detroit public schools. I have the photos to prove this. Some choice memories from his fellow teachers, coaches and students… Mr. Banka, who […]

Ok…start running!

Here we go!  I feel like I’m at the top of a roller coaster and in that second of silence before the plummet, when everything slows down for a moment, and I can feel the blood pumping through my veins with greater thickness and purpose, like my body is saying, “this is the end, my […]