We’re all adults here

A husband, wife and three adult sons on the beach

It’s official. As of today, the tenth day of October in the year of our Lord 2026, there are no longer any children living under my roof. Our youngest offspring is now 18 years of age. It feels momentous. Eighteen years ago this little bundle of joy came into our lives completing our family. Carlton … Continue reading We’re all adults here →

I can’t quit college football

Two men in the upper deck of Sanford Stadium before a game.

My ambivalence toward college football has reached new heights. I don’t even know how to calculate which week of the season it is, but in real time, they have been playing college football games since August 29, which was classified by ESPN as “Week 0.” (This nonsensical measurement of time is in the same category … Continue reading I can’t quit college football →

Back to school part one: Carlton’s senior year

A teenager holds a trophy over his head on a stage under a banner that reads "Putnam County Spelling Bee"

Carlton's senior portrait I’ll spare you the passage of time cliches and just leave it at, “I am astounded that my youngest son will begin his senior year of high school this week.” There are still many miles to go on this journey, but I cannot pretend this week doesn’t mark another significant milestone. It’s … Continue reading Back to school part one: Carlton’s senior year →