My Father, the Pharmacist
Since 1988, it seems that November 13, my father’s birthday, has been quite neglected as a day of celebration. I suppose that’s due to my arrival, but a day later, on November 14. Today, he...
Read MoreSince 1988, it seems that November 13, my father’s birthday, has been quite neglected as a day of celebration. I suppose that’s due to my arrival, but a day later, on November 14. Today, he...
Read MoreA while back, my nearest and dearest friend took part in a design contest that involved designing a Michigan-centric postcard. While supporting her work, I stumbled upon the work of another Michigan-born, now California-based designer,...
Read MoreThe Kirsch family is all about order, protocol, and numbers. My dad’s parents have three sons and ten grandchildren. Because the sons and daughters-in-law don’t typically get along (something that they still, after years of...
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