One of the skills my dad taught me that I’ve been the most grateful for over the years that is generally considered a "male "skill is to take things apart and use tools to fix them. My dad has two daughters, so he showed us how to do the stuff he loved. Power tools, electrical work, not being afraid to take out the screw and see how it works and if you can fix it. Not as many things are simply mechanical as they were in the 90’s, but it taught me to be curious and unafraid of exploration and capable in a way that continually surprises the people around me.

We have Alfred and Mrs. Doubtfire.

A real Jewish-style everything bagel, chive cream cheese, lox, more lox, tomato, sweet raw onion, cucumber, open- faced. Don’t have to worry about your breath if it’s your last meal!

Paul Simon, Crazy Love. The line is “sad as a lonely, little wrinkled balloon.” Even as a kid, I always found that image so evocative.