After a 5pm mass exodus from the office due to semi-panic over the fact that some subway lines were down here in NYC, and crazy storm was brewing, I headed home. It ended up being one of the smoothest commutes home that I've had in a long time. As I walked into the door my [...]
I've been working late for the past couple of weeks, sometimes coming home long after my little Devil has gone to bed. One of the hardest things about coming home after 7:30 is not being able to ask my boy how his day was. Lately I've found myself standing at his doorway watching him sleep, [...]
I remember those words well, made famous by Nancy Reagan. We chanted the phrase at grade-school assemblies, and as prompted by Public Service Announcements during Saturday morning cartoons. It was a movement of epic proportions. Everyone born in 1980 and earlier was in some way effected by the war on drugs. Despite the inspiring mantra, [...]
Either my little guy knows he's the financially unfortunate offspring of a non-profit operations director, and a social worker, or we're raising the next Earl Graves (a.k.a. Publisher and Board Chairman of Black Enterprise magazine).... A few days ago my little guy walked over to his mother with one of his old Thomas the Tank [...]
At some point during the last couple of weeks I started jotting down some of the things that have come out of my boy's mouth. Some of it's cute, some of it's weird, and since it's my son, some of it's mean. I'll let you decide what should be categorized where. "Daddy, we need to go [...]