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Four years ago, we were preparing for my dad’s funeral by early morning light. I was back in my childhood home under the redwoods in my mom’s kitchen; writing a joint eulogy with my sister and pouring some good whiskey into a flask for… Continue Reading “Unexpected Fruit of Grief”
When I was about seven our mom accidentally took us to a evangelical puppet show. It was put on by the church at the top of town and one of my friends from school was going. I asked if we could go too and she saw… Continue Reading “My First (and Last) Christian Puppet Show.”