Category Archive: nana

Damn Near Full

To my son Cade on his recent graduation:   I’m so sorry. I’m sorry that I haven’t prepared you for the future that’s ahead of you. For the years when I will no… Continue reading

You Farted

“Nana…” Standing in line at the Walmart checkout counter, Cade calls for my sister Iris’s attention, “You want a candy.” By “you,” Cade means himself. Everyone else says “you” when referring to him.… Continue reading

Summertime with Nana

I love my Nana the most Nana the most Nana the most I love my Nana the most Yes I do “Nana” is what Cade calls my sister Iris.¬†Yes, she taught him this… Continue reading