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I was born 2 months early. In the early 70s, such a premature birth meant a helicopter ride to New York City, a month-long separation from my mother, and a high likelihood of a short and brutish life. That I … Continue reading →

When cleaning out my dad’s condo, I found an envelope on which my dad had scrawled a date and the number 32. The date was fairly recent, something like April 24, 2014. But the 32… What could it mean? It … Continue reading →

They say my dad was quite the inappropriate character. He was rude. He was vulgar, and to many (especially his kids), quite embarrassing. And yet, beneath that vulgarity, there was a childish charm and naiveté that somehow made it alright. … Continue reading →

When I was about 17, my Dad and I decided to go see a movie. The last time we had been to a movie together was about 4 years earlier when he had chaperoned me and my first girlfriend to … Continue reading →

Fathers and sons are supposed to have a special relationship through baseball. It is part of the American pastoral, that great Norman Rockwell painting for which the suburban family strives. A father taking his son to the game on a … Continue reading →

There is a long, mysterious bamboo pole, about 6 feet long, in my Dad’s condo. It has perplexed my siblings for years. I mean, my dad has always been a bit nutty, but why in the world would someone need … Continue reading →

With the song Blue Moon coloring the air with dip-di-dips and ding-a-dong-dings, Gary Miles Haber, world-renown sun-soaker, expert steak-preparer, poker savant, pool hustler, and general wild and crazy guy, died June 22, 2014. It is that wild and craziness for … Continue reading →