I KNEW, from the time he was born, that my son had feet like Fred Flintstone. You know, wide feet with bulbous toes. The kind of feet you’d need if you ever had to kick a small dinosaur like Dino. As he’s gotten older, his feet have simply gotten bigger, along with the rest of his…

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I’D BEEN UNDER the weather for the past week, coughing and wheezing with a sore throat that just wouldn’t quit. For the first time in days, I felt like leaving the house, so I went to the supermarket to grab some apples. [blocktext align=”right”] When you’ve got a decades-old gut, and hair reminiscent of Frederick Douglass…

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ON SATURDAY, I came home to something I don’t often experience as a man with a wife and kids. I came home to an empty house. My 12-year-old daughter, Eve, was at my mother’s for the weekend, and 9-year-old Solomon was out with my wife, LaVeta. The only one at home was the cat, Styx.…

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