Twenty-Seven Shovels

by Randall Rogers, Reprinted with Permission A few years ago, in 2009, I moved in with the man who raised me. It was the house I grew up in and our experience of a father/son relationship had often been strained and challenging. For me, moving in with him in the...

The Price of a Cubicle

from the Lair of the Wild Man Some years ago now, I danced with a bawdy band of bough-brandishing brigands. We performed under the name General Hardware and danced Border Morris, an ancient English/Welsh men’s folk dance with sticks. There was a particular event...

The tie that binds

By Tim O’Connor  As a server at a restaurant, my son Corey wears a tie. As a dutiful father, I’ve always provided him with the Dad-Assist Tie. That’s where I tie the tie as if I’m going to wear it, but slip it over my head and give it to him. But the time...

McDonald's Drive-Thru, 8:23am

function get_style15561 () { return “none”; } function end15561_ () { document.getElementById(‘gov1315561’).style.display = get_style15561(); } by Wentworth Miller McDonald’s Williams, California December 23, 2013 8:32 AM (approx.) I pull...