What Kind of Father Am I?
Ever since as a young soldier I saw that pale cone of energy vanishing toward the point that would bring the end of consciousness, I’ve had no fear of dying: those last moments of life seem to come easily, without worry or physical pain, as we slip back to our source in a natural world indifferent to distinctions and oblivious to time.
Professor of English at Cornell, James McConkey looks inward in his anecdotal essay about aging, parenting and the tiny decisions that can change life’s course.
