Because I find writing about my dad more fun than crying. Happy Father’s Day, Papa Jones Our Mt. Rushmore, TGJ (©AGJ) My dad was still hanging in the air inside his home a few hours after he died (it’s now been 12 weeks). I took note of his presence before the march of […]
He’s outta here
Originally published in May 2011 in Blog
The author takes full responsibility for her many spelling mistakes. ©AGJ This is the only underwear shot you’ll ever see on this website. Sorry guys. Readers of this blog who know my family will immediately recognize the model. “It’s Trevor!” — my dad — they’ll squeal. Yup, like you’ve never seen him before. Dad […]
Originally published in March 2011 in Blog
Christmas past
Originally published in December 2010 in Blog
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Originally published in November 2010 in Blog
What will your legacy be?
Originally published in November 2010 in Blog
*9:00 am: This post is dedicated to my friend, Monica Scrivener. She died on Saturday. I found out ten minutes ago on Facebook. In high school, Mon and I used to sit beside each other in art class and make smartass comments. I’m heartbroken. When I’m dead and all physical reminders of the life I […]
Woof!
Originally published in June 2010 in Blog
The front hallway of the house I grew up in was a grotto of potted plants and hanging baskets placed in and amongst a collection of modern art made from highly polished cast steel. A floating staircase linking the hallway to a second level cut through the middle of this exhibition of vines and metal […]
The long goodbye …
Originally published in February 2010 in Blog
I got a lot of moving feedback the first time I wrote about my mother, Catherine, here in The Long Goodbye, published four years ago on this blog. After she died in December 2012, I expanded on the story of our relationship and turned it into a magazine piece for Glow Magazine. You can read that version here. I […]
