Run for Dori

My grief comes in waves, then abates. In the troughs, I know the waves will come again. That's how it is now. I'm dealing with it....

Today, Kathryn will be confirmed in the Catholic Church. Next week is Mother's Day. Kathryn graduates eighth grade later this month. The...

Last weekend, I felt another wave of grieving at the end of Palm Sunday mass. The violins played the way Dori liked them to play, and I cou...

It's been awhile since I blogged. Hello again. On several fronts, things are improving. My work is great. Kathryn is doing great in s...

Family life continues to be fast-paced, probably a very good thing. We're being productive, which is also very good. On Thursday, 35 fri...

All you need to do is RSVP ... Hope to see many of you February 9. Kanzius Cancer Research Foundation is bringing THE NEXT WAVE to Nashville...

The other day, a smart person I love very much asked me if I'm happy. "How do you define happy?" I replied. I said I guess if ...

The kids, my mother and I spent Christmas in Steamboat Springs, a place Dori and I visited many times, including our honeymoon. It was a gre...

December has been hard, just like I knew it would be. The Christmas tree, Christmas cards, the awkward man-wrapping of presents. I knew ev...

When Dori left us, she left behind a tremendous legacy. Next Friday, we will remember her on what would have been her 44th birthday. It wil...