Melissa Ferrone
Blue Ridge Talk

Melissa Ferrone - Blue Ridge Talk

Creative Nonfiction
Melissa Ferrone is currently an MFA student at West Virginia University with a focus in Creative Nonfiction. She also received… Read more »
Sharman Apt Russell
Icarus

Sharman Apt Russell - Icarus

Creative Nonfiction
Science and nature writer Sharman Apt Russell teaches fulltime at Western New Mexico University in Silver City, New Mexico, as… Read more »
Mike Smith
Notes from a Slowly Dying Suburbanite

Mike Smith - Notes from a Slowly Dying Suburbanite

Creative Nonfiction
Mike Smith is a 3rd-year Creative Nonfiction graduate student at the University of New Mexico. His historical writings have appeared… Read more »
Jonathan Starke
The Radio Men

Jonathan Starke - The Radio Men

Creative Nonfiction
Jonathan Starke is a former bodybuilder and boxer who highly values vagabond travel and is often missing the Golden (80s)… Read more »

The Radio Men

Jonathan Starke

My father’s name is Raymond. There’s this joke he often tells, usually out of nowhere, while watching a ballgame or shaving his face or spilling sauce over a steak dinner. He’ll say, “Jonny. You know what I’ll be when I die? An x-Ray.”

I have feared my father’s death since I was a child, and I don’t mean just occasionally feared it, but thought of it every day. When I was ten years old, I gave eulogies for my father in the shower, under a faucet that was so weak the water limped out. Some would probably call this perverse preparation, but I didn’t think of it as preparing. I’m not sure I think of it that way now. I just understood all too young that he was going to die, and so I would put my hands into fists and hold them together under my chin, the shower water dribbling on my back, my eyes shut tight, and I would practice the things a ten-year-old boy would say about his father on the day of his funeral. Most of what I said was a repetition of the phrase, I did not want you to die, Dad. I did… Read more »