Volkman Griscom Family

Dear Declan --

On Sunday i took you to the Intrepid aircraft carrier off the west side highway in the 30s, a floating museum showcasing fighter jets, supersonic surveillance aircraft, a cruise missile bearing submarine, and other child-friendly chattels of the world's reigning superpower. You were transfixed -- you pulled at my arm and dragged me from exhibit to exhibit for a period of several hours and protested with all your four year old might (which is considerable) when we had to leave.… Continue

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Dear Declan --

Your grandmother (Grandma Cookie) collapsed in our bathroom on Thursday morning, hit her head on the bathtub, and was taken to St. Vincent's hospital in an ambulance. It was a frightening moment for your mother and me ... she has spent much of the last couple days in the hospital, and we have been intensely engaged in consulting wi… Continue

Dear Declan --

This morning in the middle of brunch at the Whitney (Museum of Art, Sarah Beth's downstairs, highly recommended), you pronounced, "Kids don't like mushrooms." You said it patiently, over-enunciating, slowly shaking your head, as if you were talking with your three year o… Continue

Dear Declan --

Sometime in the summer of 2008 you began squinting and drawing your upper lip up like a retractable curtain when someone says "Smile!" This is a fascinating thing for a parent to watch -- the incremental process of a little human (that would be you) becoming socially… Continue

Dear Declan and Grey,

This is the first of a series of letters I will be writing to you about the experience of being your father.

I am doing this for a couple reasons: First, because being your dad is so stupendously cool, and I don’t want to forget a single poopie diaper. Memory… Continue