My nephew Phillip is the director of the cousins. His mind is always swirling with creative schemes: stuff to film, build, act out, paint…
But the other boys – Yeneneh (12), Gresham & Nathaniel (8) – would often rather play soccer or football than film, build, act or paint. This is usually the divide – Phillip’s… 
Archive for November 2010
Steelers Versus Vols
From My Left Hand To You
Tuesday night I was sitting at my desk upstairs when I heard my youngest scream downstairs in the den. Dads instinctively know the difference between a he’s-not-sharing-with-me scream, an I-merely-stubbed-my-toe-but-am-going-for-the-Oscar scream and the dreaded I-was-just-tossed-into-a-hard-piece-of-furniture-by-my-big-brother scream. What I heard was the latter variety.
Gresham (eight) had hoisted Penelope (five) in the air on the soles of… 
Storytime With Papa
The best stories are true.
When my in-laws come for a visit my father-in-law tells the kids “little Papa” stories every night before bed: Tales from his childhood in Bowie Courts, a segregated government housing project in Texarkana, Tx where people named “Anteater” lived and kids wore clothes sewn from potato sacks and turned bees into… 


