Orphaned Again
I am a few miles from the spot where my father ended his life, on this date, in such weather, thirty one years ago, when he was my present age of fifty three.
Last I Heard From My Father
When I was in high school, my family broke up and I moved to Greece with my father. He scored us this fabulous apartment: spacious, airy, tile floors, balconies off every room. He found me this crazy antique desk. We set it up in the living room and I did all my school work there,…
Where Is My Father?
I wrecked my car a few days after my dad disappeared. I spun out on black ice in Elgin, Illinois, wrapping the car around a utility pole. I had graduated college about six months earlier, and though flat broke I had bought a brand-new Pontiac secured with nothing but a job-acceptance letter. I am by…
Everything’s Gonna Be All Right: 2
“Which parent do you feel closest to?” He was a caricature of a child psychologist: sandy, side-parted hair, large wire-rimmed glasses, dressed like Mr. Rodgers. He spoke with a soft, low, monotonous voice, barely above a whisper. I considered carefully, looking off to one side, and answered very slowly, “I’d have to say… my mother……
Everything’s Gonna Be All Right: 1
Did I ever tell you about the time my little brother fell off a cliff in the Austrian Alps, and my dad and I rescued him? It was like this: My brother, sister and I were vacationing with my dad in the village of Kofels, Austria. I must have been about 19, my sister was…
A Wonder Of Feeling 