1 When it rains, he dashes through the rain, maybe with a newspaper over his head. No umbrella.
2 He drinks his coffee black, in a styrofoam cup, like Spenser, or Johnny Cash.
3 He reads while cooking. Wearing a pink apron. With a heart on it.
4 He carries Ever in a Bjorn.
5 He reads in the bath and I find piles of wet paged books next to the tub because he couldn't
decide on a book.
6 He calls me from work every day.
7 When my Grandpa M.D. was in his seventies, he wasn't supposed to be walking far. Of course, he did anyway, and one sunny afternoon he fell walking down the big hill on the main road. Mr. Curry happened to be driving by. We weren't married yet, but he recognized my Grandpa and pulled over and gently helped him up. When the ambulance drivers arrived, he was the one who could talk my contentious, arguing Grandpa into calming down.
8 He believes it's unnatural to let a baby or a child cry it out. He doesn't believe in spanking.
He thinks the right place for a baby to sleep is with or very near the parents, not in a crib
in another room.
9 He watches the news every morning.
10 His hands are large and callused.