Boys to Men

  My boys— young men—were born into a world where the expectation was juvie at 15, fatherhood at 16, prison at 18, and death before 25; but I was blessed with their care at young ages: the oldest boys when they were 4,5,6, the youngest when he was 8 months; and a girl when she was 5.  There are no words for how much I love these children, and I am blessed again to know them as young adults. It’s mind-boggling. The short version is, my youngest son is preparing to apply to colleges and my second oldest just became … Continue reading Boys to Men

Always, always, ALWAYS listen to your mother…

Back in the 80’s, when I was a glorious 19/20-year-old college dropout/runway model, Mommi kept one of my portfolio pics on her desk at work.  She frequently asked me to visit for lunch.  It seems there was this guy in marketing who kept asking her for an introduction.  She said he was tall and kinda cute and had a great personality. Of course, I always refused, even to the point of saying there’s no way in HELL I’d ever date a guy from marketing.  I mean why?  I was 19 and hot, and since he was at the GM office in Naperville and … Continue reading Always, always, ALWAYS listen to your mother…