A Silent Night

I love keeping the traditions of Christmas in my family. Every Christmas Eve since my children were little, I've read to them Clement Clark Moore's 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. My own parents read that story to me every Christmas Eve when I was a child, and it has become a family favorite. This Christmas Eve I'm going to break from tradition. I'm going to tell my children a different kind of Christmas Eve story. Parts of the story will be sad; other parts inspiring. It goes something like this: Once upon a time, not so long ago, there was a Continue Reading

Dad, Why Is that Man Wearing a Red Flower?

My son and I were watching an English Premier League soccer match on TV last Saturday morning when he asked, “Dad, why are the coaches and players wearing red flowers on their clothes?” I looked closer and saw that the coaches and players were indeed sporting red poppy pins. I fondly recalled that when I […]

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Bridging the Generational Divide between a Football Father and a Soccer Son

Nowhere is the generation gap between my 16-year-old son Will and me wider than when it comes to football. Football, for me, is that most American of sports, pitting helmeted warriors colliding with one another across the line of scrimmage. Football for Will is of the global variety, the “beautiful sport” consisting of touch passes […]

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How a Rock Musician Inspired One Family Dealing With Lyme Disease

This spring I took my 15-year-old son to hear the band Typhoon and its lead singer, composer and guitarist, Kyle Morton. Typhoon is an indie rock band from Oregon whose 11 musicians combine inspirational lyrics with resonant melodies, weaving together guitars, violins, drums, horns, xylophones and a kitchen sink of other instruments into a big […]

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In Defense of “Dad Pants”

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In a new on-line marketing campaign for Dockers khaki pants, Sara Harbaugh, wife of San Francisco 49ers football coach Jim Harbaugh, intones in mock seriousness,

I’d like to talk with you about a serious condition affecting countless men in our country. I’m talking, of course, about “Dad Pants.” The pleated, shapeless tragedy that too many men find themselves in every day.

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