With St. Patrick’s Day upon us, so comes the inevitable confrontation with my ethnicity. My name is as Irish as Paddy’s pig. But I’m not.
growing up
Bello Nock Doesn’t Clown When It Comes to Fatherhood
Father and celebrated clown Bello Nock talks fatherhood, circus life and how he balances the two like he balances on the highwire.
Sorting Clothes, Sifting Memories, Staring at Mortality
Bags and boxes surrounded me as I pulled out one article of my kids’ clothing after another. My wife was […]
Uncle’s Death Marks Day We Became “The Parents”
My wife informed me of the inevitable: “Unk” had passed away. This particular death of my great-uncle marked the end […]
The Moon Reminds Me How Lucky I Am
My daughter’s excitement at seeing the moon swept through me. I truly felt the power of watching the world through my daughter’s eyes.
LEGOs, Memories, New Worlds, and Open Play
Last Christmas, my parents gave me an ultimatum that we all have to face at some point — get your […]