Last week I was washing my hands in a public restroom in City Creek (a shopping mall in SLC) when I heard the toilet flush in one of the stalls, and out came a toddler girl, followed by…a man. I must have looked incredulous, because the guy immediately started running at the mouth like a […]
Category: dads
Dad Was (Thankfully) Unconventional
When I was 11 years old, I went to work with my dad. This may not seem like such a big deal, except that my parents were divorced, so I hardly ever got to see my father. Plus, he was an investigative reporter for the Oakland Tribune in the heyday of journalism, and as such […]