There are many constants in the time I’ve spent with Daegan but perhaps the most constant of all is the simple act of walking together. Continue reading Two Decades of Walking
When I am 12 in 1983 my dad is transferred to Pennsylvania and we move to a small bungalow on a military base. He is a sergeant in the US army (like a first line manager in the civilian world). … Continue reading Carrying on the Tradition
The bus drops me off at the foot of the driveway. I run up the hill and in to the house. Sesame Street comes on at 4PM and from then until 6 there is nothing but great educational programming to … Continue reading Out for Pizza With Dad
In my family, fatherhood is a role that is half police officer and half labourer. In my dad’s father’s case the police officer was literal. Frank was a New York City cop until one day he wasn’t – and he … Continue reading A Father’s Duty
It’s a hot summer day in the Missouri Ozarks. We have been living in a yurt with no electricity, running water, or a fan for about two years now. On the one hand it’s really great because without electric bills, heating bills, or significant rent we require very little to survive. This means I only have to work 10 hours or less a week. This is as we intended it as we moved here when my son was 5 months old so my partner and I could both be at home most of the time. Most summer days are pretty … Continue reading A Story from Our Life in the Yurt
Happy Friday! By the end of the day, Daegan and I will have picked up our last few things and packed anything we think we might need for a two week bicycle trip in to four large panniers. Generally speaking we’ll be bringing 3 changes of bike clothes, a couple street clothes outfits, bathing suits, a few simple spare parts and tools, a bunch of maps, a lightweight Chromebook and Daegan will bring his digital camera. Oh, and passports and Canadian Permanent Resident cards – we’ve a border to cross. We’ll bring somewhere between 4-6 water bottles and of course … Continue reading One More Day!
In the mid 90’s I took my first business trips. They were a bit isolating. I remember one in which I boarded a plane across the country for LA and checked in to a hotel. This would be an exciting trip. Previous trips had no Internet access – there were only phone calls. They were prohibitively expensive so voice contact with my partner, Sage, was limited to a minute or two every few days to say, essentially “I’m OK.” The LA trip would be different, though. We would have slow dial-up internet and could use it for chat. We were no … Continue reading How I Manage Business Travel Part 1: Family Balance