THE FAMILY HOME WHERE WE SPENT OUR WEEKENDS

A black and white photo of a home

In order to introduce you to the story of coming of age in the face of my father’s schizophrenic unraveling I invite you to the soundtrack my father turned to when his world stopped making sense. We found refuge in the grace we found in the improvisational work of John Coltrane and Miles Davis. In a […]

Graduation Day

On the Day of my father’s college graduation we had the first clear sign of his illness

My Father’s Future

I look at this picture and wonder what my grandmother thought the future had in store for him.