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The cardiologist's voice was solicitous: "I know you're worried about Dad, honey..." Me, he honeyed. My mother, he da...

This blog was intended to be a little bit useful and a little bit amusing, but since my father's illness, that's not the way it has ...

A Card for my Father He really did see the Hindenberg. He was at Admiral Farragut Military Academy in New Jersey. I suppose they were all wa...

Just to let you know what they're messing with, this is Papa-san. This is his action figure. My brother had it made for Papa-san's ...

For over 47 years, he strode through Grand Central Terminal, past this little brass panel on the way to his job on The Magazine. He and my ...

My father has always loved dirigibles; when they are not bursting into flames over Lakehurst New Jersey, dirigibles are easy to love. They ...

Four months ago , Papa-san, my 82 year old father, was striding through Grand Central Station, green cloth briefcase over his shoulder. Thre...