Is this the right neighborhood?
A father writes to his eleven-year-old son after the massacre in Uvalde: “I’m an American. I’m a Texan, too. But, mostly, I'm at a loss.”
In this letter to Gus: Golf is a hard game, but it can provide us with resolve to embark on a new journey.
A letter to Gus in which we talk about moving and even get into a little Buddhist philosophy
Conversations with Your Ten-Year-Old
I know I haven’t remembered them perfectly, but these are pretty close and definitely capture the spirit of our banter.
To My Third Grader on World Kindness Day
While we may not always understand why some people are unkind to others or why some people do bad things, what we can understand is that kindness is always the right answer.
The Bully’s Pulpit: A Letter to Gus After an Un-Presidential Debate
As we sat and watched, you turned to me and Mom and said, “Donald Trump is annoying. He won’t let Joe Biden speak.”
To Whiz Among the Weeds
Gus, you don’t seem in the least embarrassed about this predilection for peeing on pines, on pansies, on patches of grass, greenery, or gravel.
The mark of a truly free and intelligent person is the ability to seek out those who disagree with you and to learn from them.
Everything is Breakable
My mind drifted to Indiana Jones and Harry Potter. I wondered if you were a Parselmouth and whether you secretly longed to join Slytherin House.
The Diamond of Glory
One of the hallmarks of your imaginative play, Gus, is that you are fully committed to it. Sometimes, I even have to ask you to come out of character and be Gus for a while.