For a good chunk of his life, my brother-in-law Keith worked two full-time jobs while raising his oldest son in a city about 1,500 miles from his closest relative. He taught school by day, worked third shift at the Miller Brewing Company and took care of his family both in Milwaukee and back home in [...]
Sometimes, fatherhood looks like Opie Taylor on a Sunday afternoon in Mayberry, a warm spot on a river bank where it doesn’t even matter if the fish are biting because the river is nice and cool on your bare feet and you don’t have anywhere else you need to be. Other times, fatherhood looks a [...]
Editor's Note: More than 137 years ago, my great grandparents Amand and Estelle Fey received “The Stages of Love” as a wedding present. That sweet series of five painted postcards hung in their house for 68 years, until Estelle died at 87 and Amand followed two weeks later. He was 90. My mom loved the [...]
You can measure the love in my brother in-law Keith's life in some pretty tangible ways, like how many people crowded into his house to wish him a Happy Birthday Saturday night and how many miles they drove to get there. For instance, his niece Sheneta and her family drove more than 1500 miles from [...]
My brother in-law Keith never intended to play basketball when he and his cousin Priscilla attended Pompano Beach High School. "It was my mother's wish that I attend Pompano Beach High School," Keith said. "It was not mine." Obediently, the 14-year old agreed to help Priscilla in her efforts to integrate the high school, but [...]