The Rockwood Files

By Gwen Rockwood Some fathers teach their kid to swing a bat. Some fathers teach their kid to swim. My father taught me to raise squirrels. He brought them home from work one day, the […]

By Gwen Rockwood A few months ago I signed up our two boys, ages 6 and 4, for their first taste of team sports. They chose soccer and t-ball. I imagined us occasionally going to […]

By Gwen Rockwood Gather ‘round, men. I’m going to tell you one of the best things you could ever say to your wife. A sentence so powerful it’s sure to melt away any resentment she […]

Two weeks ago I had one of those moments of crisis when the only person I could really talk to, the only person I could fall apart with, was my mom. So I called her […]

By Gwen Rockwood On our way home from school each day, we pass a big wooden sign advertising a new shopping center that’s coming soon. Just above the “now leasing” banner, there are several silhouettes […]

I went shopping for clothes today. It should have been fun, but it wasn’t. It was lonely and frustrating. It left me asking the same question thousands of shoppers ask every day: “Where have all […]

I don’t believe in reincarnation. But if I did, I might think that legendary sports announcer Howard Cosell has returned to earth as my 6-year-old son. The sports bug sunk its teeth into Adam shortly […]

When a spouse is traveling for work, he might as well be on Mars. Because he’s too far away to help. Oh sure, the traveler is there for emotional support via cell phone, but that […]