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Three Years Gone

July 4th marked three years since I last wrote an essay for my website. In those three years, I watched our son JD grow, celebrated...

A White Trash Manifesto

"I believe those dogs belong at that trailer up Beck Branch. The one with the goat tied up out front and the Confederate flag in the...

I Remember the Day I Became My Mother's Keeper

Last week, on the second anniversary of my mother's death, I took some time to think about the special bond we shared. I have often said...

Three Years Gone

July 4th marked three years since I last wrote an essay for my website. In those three years, I watched our son JD grow, celebrated...

Celebrate this weekend, but repent, too.

In our zeal for collective celebration of independence, we almost always neglect to acknowledge the parts of our history that are not...

Poor great dads can't do this.

Some daddies can take better care of their babies than others because some daddies aren't poor and some are. I can tell already that...

Finding My Way Back Home

Growing up, I lived in a whole lot of different houses, but I never really lived in a home. There was one place, however, that always...

A White Trash Manifesto

"I believe those dogs belong at that trailer up Beck Branch. The one with the goat tied up out front and the Confederate flag in the...

On Gender and Impending Fatherhood

Gender is a social construct. I don't consider that statement to be political in nature. It is rooted in empirical research and...