Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Saturday, April 13, 2024

Book Review: Long After We Are Gone


"Don't let the white man take the house." These are the last words King Solomon says to his son before he dies. Now all four Solomon siblings must return to North Carolina to save the Kingdom, their ancestral home and 200 acres of land, from a development company, who has their sights set on turning the valuable waterfront property into a luxury resort.

While fighting to save the Kingdom, the siblings must also save themselves from the secrets they've been holding onto.

Saturday, March 26, 2022

Book Review: Marrying The Ketchups


Here are the three things the Sullivan family knows to be true: the Chicago Cubs will always be the underdogs; historical progress is inevitable; and their grandfather, Bud, founder of JP Sullivan’s, will always make the best burgers in Oak Park. But when, over the course of three strange months, the Cubs win the World Series, Trump is elected president, and Bud drops dead, suddenly everyone in the family finds themselves doubting all they hold dear.

Take Gretchen for example, lead singer for a ’90s cover band who has been flirting with fame for a decade but is beginning to wonder if she’s too old to be chasing a childish dream. Or Jane, Gretchen’s older sister, who is starting to suspect that her fitness-obsessed husband who hides the screen of his phone isn’t always “working late.” And then there’s Teddy, their steadfast, unfailingly good cousin, nursing heartbreak and confusion because the guy who dumped him keeps showing up for lunch at JP Sullivan’s where Teddy is the manager. How can any of them be expected to make the right decisions when the world feels sideways—and the bartender at JP Sullivan’s makes such strong cocktails?

Sunday, February 27, 2022

Book Review: Ancestor Trouble


Maud Newton’s ancestors have vexed and fascinated her since she was a girl. Her mother’s father, who came of age in Texas during the Great Depression, was said to have married thirteen times and been shot by one of his wives. Her mother’s grandfather killed a man with a hay hook and died in an institution. Mental illness and religious fanaticism percolated through Maud’s maternal lines back to an ancestor accused of being a witch in Puritan-era Massachusetts. Maud’s father, an aerospace engineer turned lawyer, was an educated man who extolled the virtues of slavery and obsessed over the “purity” of his family bloodline, which he traced back to the Revolutionary War. He tried in vain to control Maud’s mother, a whirlwind of charisma and passion given to feverish projects: thirty rescue cats, and a church in the family’s living room where she performed exorcisms.

Searching, moving, and inspiring, Ancestor Trouble is one writer’s attempt to use genealogy—a once-niche hobby that has grown into a multi-billion-dollar industry—to expose the secrets and contradictions of her own ancestors, and to argue for the transformational possibilities that reckoning with our ancestors offers all of us.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Full House

Normally it is just the three of us: my wife, my son and I. However, this weekend we had a bit of a full house.

My wife's aunt and uncle came down last week from Minnesota for a visit. They ended up staying at my in-laws' house about twenty minutes from us. With the northern relatives so close to visit, my wife's brother and his family came up from Georgia so that the aunt and uncle could see them and their kids as well. Since my in-laws have a very small house now (only one guest room), we had to put up the rest of the family at our house.

So, my brother-in-law and sister-in-law took the queen-sized day-bed in our guest room. Their two boys, ages 6 and 4, took the bunk beds in my son's room. My son shifted down to the fouton in my 'cave' in the basement. And the twin girls, eighteen months old, slept in their travel playpens in my wife's office area. They also travelled with their dog, an eleven year old schnauzer, so we put our two dogs in the kennel for the weekend (it is just easier all the way around as our dogs really couldn't handle that many guests in the house).

They arrived late on Friday afternoon and headed back home this afternoon after lunch. Luckily, my mother-in-law insisted on handling the big meals (dinners on Friday and Saturday, and lunch on Sunday). We covered breakfast for our houseguests on both mornings and lunch on Saturday (ordered a couple three pizzas from a nearby place).

I have to admit that my nerves could only take that many kids for a couple days at a time before they start to frey (the nerves that is). Don't get me wrong - I love my nephews and nieces. They're wonderful kids. I guess I'm just used to the quiet our house usually has with just the three of us. It has been a long long time since our son was that age. Heck, all four kids adding their ages together barely is more than our son's age. I guess I'm just kind of happy that we've moved beyond that stage in our lives and are more into the time where our son can take care of many things for himself, etc. Still, it was a nice visit - just the right length in time.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Nearly A Teen

This week, my son turned twelve years old.

For his birthday, we decided to take him out to dinner to wherever he wanted to go. His choice was Buffalo Wild Wings; he is really on a kick of late for buffalo wings plus the place has tons of large screen televisions all around with various sports on them. If we're still living in the same place when he turns legal at 21, I know the first place to take him for a drink.

As for a gift, he asked for an iPod. That's all he really wanted for his birthday. He has lots of friends in middle school who have them. He enjoys music - including a lot of classic rock (I'm glad we've been able to steer him to some music we enjoy as well - rather than a lot of dreck of current music on the radio). His mom was able to go online and order exactly the color he had been asking for - and their delivery time was incredible (it showed up well in advance - we so love online shopping).

I remember the moment right after he was born, when the nurse wrapped him in a blanket after checking him over and cleaning him up. It was the first time I had ever held a baby so tiny and so new to the world. It was a moment that will stay with me until my dying days. I wanted to protect him from all the negative things in the world.

I remember struggling with my anger and frustrations when we learned he had a brachial plexus injury, caused during the delivery. I remember being by my wife's side, supporting her, every time he underwent surgery at such a young age for procedures to help with the condition (nerve grafts, muscle related surgeries, etc.).

I remember his first steps and his first words. I remember the times he asked for my help with his homework. I remember with pride and relief all of the times he found ways around his disability to do things I was so worried that he'd might not ever be able to do. Things like tying his shoes, riding a bike, and learning to swim.

It won't be too long from now when he'll start wanting to hang out with his friends more, or he'll start dating or be wanting to borrow the car. It won't be too long until we'll have to let him go off on his own to college.

They grow up so fast.