Jack’s essay on Patti’s accident and its aftermath.
It’s not what I thought it would be like. It’s worse. And better.
I have reduced my appetite for food … but not for other things.
Sharing life (and footwear) with a teenaged boy.
First installment of my post-Patti pages.
While Jack auditions for Summer Arts Institute, I draw Queens.
Jack and I took a brief break from New York with 75 hours or so in Boston. Neither […]