father of tyler & becca, & fran's man. maybe the nicest guy i've ever known. gifted with saying the exact right thing, at the exact right time. meeting someone nice, i always think: "bet they'd really like chris." as do i.
I'm a cook. And I write, sometimes about food, mostly poems. I make stuff. I get lost. I'm worried about vanishing bees, melting icecaps, the decrease of civility in the world, seedless watermelons, and whether there will be enough time for me to get it all right.
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