Posts Tagged ‘Nieces & Nephews’
Glazed
I’m not thrilled to be the guy who taught Ethan how to use a Blackberry (though he used it constructively to take photos and email them to his grandparents). I like to think that what came next made up for the his early introduction to corporate handcuffs. In celebration of Ethan’s fifth birthday, Abbi and…
Read MoreThe Boys Of Summer
Ah, to be a kid in the summertime. Remember? Kick the can. The ice cream man. Wiffle Ball. Zinc oxide. Fireflies. I have nothing but golden memories of summer vacation. When I was really young, family loaded into the brown, wood-panelled Cutlass Cruiser station wagon, and travelled 561 miles to Lake Vermillion, Minnesota where we…
Read MoreEthan’s Fifth Birthday Party
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Used to be that Chris would hand Ethan the phone and he wouldn’t say anything at all. Walking uptown on Amsterdam Avenue tonight, though, the conversation evolved. Significantly. “Hi Ethan!” “Hi Uncle Ben-be-ben!” Now, even the worst day in the anals of bad days is remedied by “Ben-be-ben.” “How are you?” “Fiiiiine.” “Are you eating…
Read MoreSave The Day
Up until a minute ago, my lead was “Dave Grohl saved the day.” But now it’s “Ethan saved the day.” I’ve had a fairly shitty go of it today. Could be that I was working until midnight last night, running up and down the spiral staircase to answer IMs from work (it was the Movie…
Read MoreLove Town
I’ve been a seriel dater since I was fifteen-years-old. But I’ve only been in love once. I could hear Jennifer screaming and moaning down the hallway at the Elizabeth Seton Birthing Center, but I still managed to doze off in front of “Cheers.” Could have been the beers. Could have been that it was well…
Read MoreOne
In his brief 365 days in the world, Ethan Baruch Wagner has not only mastered “Hi” and “By Bye,” he’s not only begun walking (God help us), but he’s also reminded at least one 32-year-old just how precious and beautiful each moment here on Earth can be. In an effort to honor and appreciate this…
Read MoreLove Me If You Dare
I’m not sure I’ve ever really loved. Oh sure, I’ve said it a few times. And I’ve meant it. But lately, as I plumb these depth within myself, trying to figure out just what love is, and how to know it when I’m in it, and how to sustain it for a lifetime, I’m just…
Read MoreFinally, My Fifteen Minutes
31-years-old, fifteen years of performing, eight years in New York City, and finally, I get my fifteen minutes. Well, my 45 seconds, anyway. I wake up early. It’s only 5 a.m., so I go back to sleep. I fall deep, deep into a dream where I’m a front-seat passenger in a Humvee barreling down a…
Read MoreBegining The World: Ethan Baruch Wagner
I fell asleep watching TV in the waiting room of the Elizabeth Seton Birthing Center on 14th Street, but woke suddenly when Christofer burst in and announced emphatically, “It’s a boy!” My nephew, Ethan Baruch Wagner, began the world at 12:38 a.m. ET on Tuesday, June 10th, 2003. When Chris carried him out for Jen’s…
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