Tag: son

My Master Thespian

My older son is 32. That means it’s been a while since he was in high school. Yesterday, on Facebook, one of the students from the high school’s theater program posted a message to everyone he could find from those days. One by one, the members of the Hamden High acting troupe responded with their

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Meanness

No matter how old I get, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to people being mean. When my kids were little, we knew a lot of mean kids. And mean parents! At one birthday party at our house, another kid’s mother said to me, “My son Johnny’s birthday party is next week, but your

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Big Sister Is Watching You

Today is kind of a macabre milestone: it’s the day I have officially lived longer than my father. So I’ve been thinking a lot about The Nukes – my Original Nuclear Family. The Nukes consisted of my father, who was a salesman of many different products, mostly home improvement services; my mother, who was a

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