I grew up a couple blocks from a public park. Before one particular Summer began, the playground was renovated, the whole thing circled by railroad ties and filled in with gravel to cushion our falls. View Post
“So what is you do these days exactly?” I asked.
Four hours later, the answer – interrupt by fascinating tangents and dinner and dessert and coffee and children – was finished. And I’d spent the evening with a legend in music. View Post
Coming in September. View Post
I illustrated my eBook‘s cover and a few minor elements inside. Penelope, age seven and maybe the most artistic of our kids, wanted to learn how. So here’s what we did: A simple step by step for turning line drawings into computer illustration. What You’ll Need white paper pencil black… Read More
First Gresham preaches against being a pharisee. And now, easy quitting? This football camp of his is ruining my life. So he climbed in the minivan after yesterday’s practice and announced that he doesn’t want to play offense. Only defense. Now, this was coming from the kid who was a… Read More
It’s football camp time once again. The long locks have been shorn into a mohawk. Gresham’s up early, dressed in Steelers black and yellow, and dropped-off to hit people and learn important stuff like “bubble screen” and “spread offense” and not having an opinion. He climbed back into the minivan… Read More