Hometown Stories

I was dreading the trip back to my hometown to visit my family. It was the first holiday season as a divorced man, and I was sure I’d be peppered with under-the-breath questions from various family members. In years past, when I was married, my ex and I would alternate Thanksgiving and Christmas between her family in Dallas and my family in Oak Valley. Traveling with three young kids from San Diego was a big ordeal and ex...