Lesbian Dad: notes from the crossroads of mother and father

At the bakery

Posted Date: September 7, 2013September 7, 2013

Fridays, we both take the kids to school, rather than to the bus stop, since the school kicks off the day with a community-wide meeting. Today, after leaving school, we stopped by The Cheese Board, our venerated neighborhood collective cheese shop/bakery. The man in line in front of us turned

Here, now

Posted Date: August 31, 2013September 4, 2013

Left of his bed, our hands, right of his bed, Castro Valley, CA. Tomorrow will be the twenty-year anniversary of my mother’s death. Breast cancer metastasis. Hers was the second in a three-part string of family cancer deaths, the oldest to go (my dad’s younger sister died not very many

Diner confidential

Posted Date: August 10, 2013

Post-breakfast confidence, Nicely’s Diner, Lee Vining, CA.

Mary Thomas on Begin again: “So happy to “hear” your voice. It comes at the right time, as always.”
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