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People who have lost loved ones often say that the deceased is still with them in spirit, or in their heart, or in some metaphysical way. Balthazar, though, is apparently still with me in the literal sense. A study conducted by researchers at Fred Hutchinson Cancer Research Center in Seattle and published in September demonstrated […]

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Crossfit

I started Crossfit the week after Thanksgiving. For those of you who don’t know, Crossfit is a gym cult which emphasizes “functional fitness.” What that means is that they teach you some Olympic lifts, and in addition to the weightlifting make you do a whole bunch of other painful things, like pull-ups and push ups […]

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The Skin Horse Part One

Balthazar is his own person and he deserves his own book, a book I am in the process of writing on this blog. But he is also part of my life, which was well underway when he was born. It seems diminishing to say that his death is one of several pivot points in my […]

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Family History

“Nothing like this has ever happened in the history of our family,” my mother said. Was it Day Two, or Day Three? I see myself on the big brown chenille couch in the TV room, holding Captain Zimbo and watching Eureka impassively. Zane, the sexy bad boy computer genius (because we all know one of […]

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I Blame You, George McGovern

George McGovern, the former senator and presidential candidate, died in October. Since McGovern was an outsized presence in my family narrative, I expected, even wanted, to feel solemn and hagiographic when I saw the news.¬† Instead, I found myself unexpectedly full of snark and bitterness. OK, I do blame him for the food pyramid, and […]

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