Why Dad Does Hair

“Oh my goodness, your hair is so pretty! Did Mommy do that?”   “No. Daddy did it.”   I swell up every time.   “Who did your hair this morning?”   “Dad. He’s the hair guy.”   You bet I am.   “Is your hair shaped like a heart?”   “It’s a heart braid. Daddy […]

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Established: 1776

Anytime I see those stars, I remember that night. I was maybe four or five years old when my father took me out to show me the Big Dipper. We were at my grandparents’ house on the family farm, and it was dark and cloudless. I cannot say why he took me and my brother […]

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A Filthy Place for Kids

On Palm Sunday of this year, my wife left me, and took the kids. Honestly, I’m the one who drove her away… all the way to Charlotte-Douglas airport, where they boarded a plane and flew to San Diego to spend Easter with her family, giving me that most rare and precious gift: solitude.   My […]

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