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By substitute on November 11, 2009
This Veterans Day I offer a toast to my Uncle Richard. He was a very young soldier in 1943 when he was called upon to invade Sicily and fight the Nazis there. On average everyone in his unit was killed three times, so 300% casualties. It’s not clear how he survived, although he has a […]
By substitute on October 30, 2009
In my father’s novel Bull Fire, the four holidays that most cultures share are named as follows: The Greater Sunstop The Lesser Sunstop Pandemonium The Springing Happy Pandemonium, everyone!
By substitute on November 29, 2007
I knew Philip Pullman was a fan of my dad’s work; an interview with him that ended up in The Week caused some friendly interest and was much appreciated. Apparently he’s really, really a fan. Woo!
By substitute on September 14, 2007
Sometimes a series of things about us goes through my head and I just start giggling. This morning very early, lying awake and looking at the bookshelf of books signed by their authors, it was: My father wrote a novel about an opera singer in the 1900s who could switch genders. Gender reversal or sudden […]
By substitute on June 5, 2007
There is no force, however great To pull a wire, however fine Into a horizontal line That shall be absolutely straight — Unknown Stone walls do not a prism make They’re better made of glass If you had studied Science You would not be such an ass — My father
By substitute on May 22, 2007
I scanned in some of my parents’ 1950s jazz record covers. My favorite so far is the back page of a flexi-disc magazine called Sonorama from 1959. It’s an ad for a perfume called “Rock ‘n’ Roll” and the artist is Salvador Dali! Others are
By substitute on May 6, 2007
1. How to get extra treats: 2. How to deflate to one half inch thick and grow to nine feet long and still remain cute: 3. How to be firm yet cute in demanding that various apes do exactly as you require:
By substitute on February 16, 2007
Pouss rolled herself up in the comforter for +10 cute points.
By substitute on September 9, 2006
My father would have been 85 on Friday. He died in 1993. I still miss him. But he had a good life and left behind some good books. Can’t ask for more. This is him in 1943 as a very young naval officer.
By substitute on August 29, 2006
My greatsomething grandfather Jacob arrived in the American colonies from Darmstadt-Hesse, Germany in about 1750 as an indentured servant. His brother Sebastian apparently bugged out and headed home at the end of his service, but Jacob liked it enough to stay in “Pennsylvanian Dutch” country with the other Germans. My family has had a presence […]