J is for Joy Ride

J is for Joy Ride

When my first daughter was a baby and I couldn’t get her to sleep, I would put her in her infant seat and go for a drive. It didn’t take long, just a few minutes, really, and she was snoozing. I think this practice is frowned upon these days, but it worked...

L’Chaim!

It’s been exactly one week since my younger daughter was married. I love her, love her husband, love his family. My only complaint is that the wedding weekend went by so fast. It was a blur of greeting old friends, meeting new ones, trying to spend quality time...

Father’s Day Tribute

What do you say to a guy who can change a flat tire (almost) faster than you can say AAA, take photographs suitable for art gallery display, and speak knowledgeably about any subject proposed to him? (Okay, except sports.) What do you say to a man who comprehends the...

The Waiting Game

We spend much of our lives waiting. As children we wait for Christmas. When we start school, we wait for summer vacation. Later we wait for SAT scores and for responses from colleges to which we’ve applied. Perhaps afterwards we wait for GRE or LSAT results. We...

Happy Father’s Day!

My father, Cyril Williams, fell in love with Park City, Utah when he visited in 1985. Although he went home to be with the Lord only two years later, I have this photo of him picnicking at the Jordanelle Reservoir wearing the Stetson he bought on the trip, a proud (if...

Bluffing in the Palisades

“She’s inconsolable, Mom. There’s no way I can walk back home. Come get me?” My daughter had gone down to the bluffs with her ten-week-old daughter, joined by a girlfriend and her baby. At five o’clock on a breezy, sunny, Pacific Palisades afternoon, it had seemed a...

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