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Surfacing

In September my son Mickey was born. Oval head. Pink sausage link of a torso. The hands of a geriatric in miniature, lined and curled into themselves. The doctor placed him on Erin’s bare chest and gently turned his head to face mine. He opened his eyes, and with a shock I realized that we [...]

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The Palace of Justice

During the winter of 2005, I watched my father battle Quebec’s Public Curator office for control of my mother’s future. It was a low point for us all- the financial and emotional strain, coupled with the challenges of trying to somehow stay connected as a family at the tail end of over a decade of [...]

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Waking to a House Filled with Music

Living with a family member who has schizophrenia is like sitting atop a mountain high in the clouds; you can see normal people far below, but the prospect of joining them seems impossible. From age 10 onwards I’d witnessed my mother withdraw from the world, put on black clothing, answer to different names, and lend [...]

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The Shoe Hustlers

“Italo?” I could scarcely believe it was him. Pale, sickly skin and a haunted look in his eyes. Wearing a bright green workout shirt that’s tight around the belly. Flashy sneakers with trailing laces. As a kid, he’d been lean and handsome, with a smirk that proclaimed him to be untouchable. He nods without really seeming [...]

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The Decline Of An Arm Wrestling Champ

On my birthday recently I was out at a bar in Rochester with my wife and a few friends. We were sitting at a corner table, 80’s music competing with a football game on screens overhead, the slow build of intoxication easing away inhibitions. Pitchers were being steadily drained and, as is often the case [...]

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When Dads Attack

People invariably comment on how charming my father is upon meeting him. This is true. The man is a dynamo with a booming voice and tendency to spin almost anything into a positive. You know the hesitation and last-minute rehearsing that goes on prior to introducing yourself to a stranger? He’s not like that. When [...]

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Guest Post: The Denial

“Last Name, now!” “What?” My mind raced… I thought quickly… No way this is happening right now… I couldn’t believe I was going to get the complete shit knocked out me, right then and there…. “Last Name, you dirty Jew, what’s your last name?” Shit…..He was so much bigger than me…. What the hell am [...]