An Apple
January 8, 2011
My friend, Jonathan, rolled his two-year-old into my office on a wheely chair. It was the end of a fraught day, a day interrupted by phone calls, missed communication, and a low ebb of worry about one of my own sons. Yet, there was Henry on the other side of my desk, the very definition of tousle-haired and apple-cheeked, biting down on a real apple. Read the rest of this entry »
A Familiar Stride
October 18, 2010
I click on the “play” triangle and watch the video. My friend had filmed his walk from the Indian Consulate in Manhattan, scanning the three-block-long line to where his wife waited. Read the rest of this entry »
A Kid
October 13, 2010
He knows that just beyond the busyness and the people is the clear running stream and a good place to sit. He knows the shape, size, and smoothness of the perfect skipping stone, regardless of whether or not it skips for him that day. Read the rest of this entry »
A Family Portrait
September 2, 2010
Lost in the project, head down, a green crayon in my hand, I didn’t know where I was. Above each of the five children in the photograph I drew a balloon on a string. I had drawn them each a lollipop too, which they held in their right hands. All except for the baby. She was too little for hard candy. Read the rest of this entry »
