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Today my mom will die

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This is my mom, Jane. This picture was taken at Studio One on Moi Avenue. If you were born after 1990 you probably don’t know how sanctified Studio One is, a time when you didn’t call yourself a photographer …

Father Moments

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He tells me he punishes his son by sending him to the “Naughty Corner.” He’s 5. The son, that is. Naughty Corner. I turned that phrase over in my head, like you would an idea you haven’t quite warmed …

We succumb

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My father weeps.

I never thought I’d ever write those words in reference to him. Not Simon. Simon is unbowed. Simon is a titan.  A Viking. He’s from the dated school of thought that subscribes to the maxim that …

Tales from Mater

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Pulmonary Hypertension is a little bastard that sneaked into my mom’s heart and ravaged her. It wasted away her flesh, tore apart her heart, broke her lungs and turned her into a shell. But even though the little bastard …