Judge Not Lest Ye Be Judged
Today’s guest letter is partially republished with the permission of Aaron Yavelberg of the blog Sleeping On The Edge. We highly recommend giving Aaron a follow on either WordPress, or Twitter. About Aaron: Aaron Yavelberg is, in no particular order, a father, husband, son, brother, cousin, friend and social worker. He will always be a Chicago sports…
One Little, Two Little, Three Little Indians
Micah, Jett and Fisher- A little while back, I received the strangest text message I have, and likely ever will, receive. It was my father, who was texting to let me know that the racial identification of my three sons, his grandsons, had officially changed. You are now Tsétsėhéstȧhese, (Tsis-tsis-tahs) or “Northern Cheyenne.” At the…
Greed is Good
Micah, Moments after you were born, I held you in my arms not really knowing what to do. People had told me repeatedly that fatherhood never really “hits” or “sinks in” until a new dad holds his offspring for the first time. You were the first baby I ever held, and I hoped that my…
