Paul Magnanti, first communion ca. 1956 My dad was mowing strangers' lawns on the day that he died. He woke before sunrise - the habit of a blue collar lifetime - with his schedule for the day written out on a piece of college-ruled paper, copied from the app where homeowners bo…
Jon and Dad, Lake Saranac, 1954 I arrived at the address given to me by the cleaning app, guided there by Google Maps which signs me in on arrival. The…
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The chair Dad made So I was not entirely truthful when I said we threw out or burned everything from inside of Dad’s house, because there was one thing…
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The clients are a young married couple, born about the time I graduated from college for the first time. On the up and up. The condo is decorated in th…
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Dad and Jon feeding pigeons outside a Loft’s Candies, 1957 The client lives in one of those new suburbs on the edge of a city south of us. Long straigh…
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Well, this is going to be awkward. In the last few weeks I’ve had a number of people unsubscribe from this newsletter. The ones who have left a comment…
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The job entails a lot more power tool use than you may expect The mountain where I joined ski patrol is owned and operated by a father and son duo who …
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When I met them they seemed like any other couple enjoying retirement. A modest 3/2 bungalow tucked away in a sunny spot on the edge of high desert and…
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