Reflections on fatherhood and family history.
Every time something major is poised to happen in my life, my wife, Caitlin, and I split for the coast. This is a deliberate action.
Jo never thought of himself as a river guy, per se, yet one morning he awoke in a canoe, floating down a body of water that clearly was a river.
There’s no telling how these things will play out, what his life will hold for him, because right now he’s just an idea, a bump in Caitlin’s stomach.
America, the vast and simultaneous.
‘Given what I’d done, and the speed with which they were pursuing me, my only reasonable course of action was to disappear into the woods.’
At that point in my life, there was a lot of — how should I put this — fumbling around in the dark.
‘Small decisions, elongated over time, can be just as consequential as big ones.’
The delicate balance of tartness and sweetness.
‘All Paul could think about as he tried to maneuver his way around a lethargic old lady in the cereal aisle of Food Lion was ‘Good God, you old hag, could you move any slower?”