Father

Father

Everything seems so possible and so impossible when redwoods surround you: their huge trunks and dizzying heights dwarf and shield you and your son from the rest of the world. I have pictures of him hugging the trees, standing on tiptoes and reaching for the tops. I...
Daughter

Daughter

Dad and I were wrestling right before he told me. One minute we were laughing and tumbling the living-room. The next, I was stone-still but everything around me was spinning. Lurching. Crumbling. I just remember thinking it must be so hard to go—he must have done...
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