Fatherhood: Reflections on the last days of summer with my son

Popcorn, beer, and fans in blue surrounded us. Summer sun was beating down; a cool wind comforted us; and the crowd roared when a homerun soared over the back wall. His face glowed with hope and joy as we sat: My son and I perched in the Bronx.  He knew that I didn’t like staying … Continue reading Fatherhood: Reflections on the last days of summer with my son

Confessions of an introvert: unexpected events at a barbecue

Walking into a room full of people can be hard. A party isn’t just a party, especially if you're an introvert like me. They are work. But it’s summer in the city, and people want to barbecue. And I got invited to one in Brooklyn. Usually, I would have stayed safely at home, giving an … Continue reading Confessions of an introvert: unexpected events at a barbecue

How New Yorkers react to our five pound baby

New York can be a hard place. People are rushing around you, treating you as if you weren't human, only something in their way. The bustle can be overwhelming. You can get lost in the shuffle and feel like a number. But living here with a family has been very different, especially with a newborn. … Continue reading How New Yorkers react to our five pound baby

The Saturday afternoon we lost our son

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and we were in Washington Square Park, the iconic park in downtown Manhattan. The large marshmallow clouds marched in rows over the skyline; there was a slight breeze that brought comfort from the warmth of the sun shining down on the sea of humanity. The fountain was spraying water … Continue reading The Saturday afternoon we lost our son

What the crosswalk lady said unsettled me

On our way home from school, a stream of neighborhood children cross at an intersection where a woman with a rich Latin-American accent greets every child by name as she helps them across the street every day. Dulce’s our crosswalk lady. She makes our neighborhood feel like home. Dulce’s always wearing her uniform and a … Continue reading What the crosswalk lady said unsettled me

Growing up Asian in a Non-Asian town

Most people think I’m white. But I don’t look white. If you don’t believe me, check out this video where the interviewer calls me white at 2:29 in the video. https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=QJ63QoyQgmY I'm Chinese-American. However, growing up I never quite felt fully Chinese or American. I was something else—something other. It’s Asian Pacific Heritage Month, and … Continue reading Growing up Asian in a Non-Asian town