I have been reading Where the Red Fern Grows, one chapter each night, to my kids. I can't take credit for this idea; it was my wife's. I've been the one keeping it going, though.

I love this book. It was first recommended to me by my Aunt Harriet some …

Today I went to my high school reunion. I went because I wanted to go, and also because I organized it. Why did I organize it? I don't know. I'm writing this post to figure that out.

I'm a sucker for nostalgia. I wrote about it in my post about …

Reflecting on being twelve years old in 1994 and how the thirty-year distance to that pivotal music year feels different now than it did then.

A sentimental tribute to a 10-year-old Cuisinart cookware set that has witnessed a journey from grad school to parenthood.