Dad had a sign of his own. MY BEAUTIFUL FAMILY, it read, and then underneath that (AND GUS).

“I couldn’t figure out which of these ideas, if any, was at the core of the poem…”

“Babies are made through an act that you will eventually find intriguing but for…”

“So afterward, while I was getting eviscerated by chemo, for some reason I decid…”

“Was there time for her life to flash before her eyes? Was I there?”