Achilles Contoveros spoke with his hands

      We could never have had a delicate coffee table in our home when I was growing up. My dad – who came to America from Greece when he was only 15-years-old – would smash his hand onto the table, breaking it in two or more pieces.  Continue reading

Graduation Highlights Father-Son Ties

One of the most wonderful moments of my life occurred without my knowing it. Had I the presence of mind to be more present for things that mattered, I might not have missed it. Recalling what this once-in-a-lifetime occurrence must have been like, however, is the second-best way I know of memorializing it. Continue reading