There was once a young man named Jack who had a dream of being a great pilot, maybe even an astronaut. He joined the navy and went into their aviation wing, intent on laying the foundation for a soaring career in the skies. It never happened. A freak car crash nearly...
I was out driving one day, years ago, with my son Nick. He was young, maybe seven, and he’d been thinking about the state of the world. “Hey, Dad?” he said. “Seems to me like everything is … getting worse. You know?” He looked over at me from the passenger’s seat, and...
So I was driving down the highway, thinking about things, not paying any attention to where I was. My first book was finished. My coauthor and I had it in the hands of a literary agent who was shopping it to publishers in New York. (This was many years ago.) Nobody...
A guest post from my wife, Ana Gabriel Mann, on milk, soup, and love as deep as an ocean. This morning I awoke to realize that the milk was spoiled. We had bought the milk to make my mom’s favorite homemade tomato soup, from a recipe that her mother, my grandmother,...
