The Day I Met my Dad

Dad and I Practice an Important Walk. Mom Supervises. September, 2007. Getting to Know Him“Dad, I have a question for you,” It was the second anniversary of my mother’s death, and he and I had met at the cemetery. As we stood among the urns and crypts, the silence of the place pressed in on […]


Gratitude Avalanche

Girl Selling an Apple to a Marine on a Train. Seoul. 1954. Photo by Rod Seiler.* Buried in Gifts At my physical therapy appointment, I chatted with Jun, a young man who works there, as he supervised my execution of a series of back-strengthening exercises. “Where are you from, Jun?” “Korea.” “My dad was there.” […]


Gratitude Avalanche

Girl Selling an Apple to a Marine on a Train. Seoul. 1954. Photo by Rod Seiler.* Buried in Gifts At my physical therapy appointment, I chatted with Jun, a young man who works there, as he supervised my execution of a series of back-strengthening exercises. “Where are you from, Jun?” “Korea.” “My dad was there.” […]


The Man who Didn’t Raise Me

Rod Seiler, Enjoying a Card. Father’s Day, 2011.  Celebrating my Father on His Birthday “Your mom did a good job raising you and your brother and sister,” my dad said to me one day as we sat, just the two of us, talking.  My eyes widened. “Dad,” I said, “You did a good job, too!” “It […]


The Man who Didn’t Raise Me

Rod Seiler, Enjoying a Card. Father’s Day, 2011.  Celebrating my Father on His Birthday “Your mom did a good job raising you and your brother and sister,” my dad said to me one day as we sat, just the two of us, talking.  My eyes widened. “Dad,” I said, “You did a good job, too!” “It […]