Author: Michael Galinsky

We were down by the river, the family and I, walking around in our river shoes like the summer people that we are. A shy looking boy with a fishing pole approached just as the wife and older girl were heading off to find a bathroom. The little girl and I stuck around to watch the fishing. The shy boy turned...

Yesterday would have been my father's 76th birthday. Four and half years ago he tried to cross a highway at night wearing all black. He didn't make it. I'm so much like him that it's hard for me not to be aware of him in some ways almost all the time. At dinner last night I was reminiscing about him and...

Last night, we were lucky enough to get a babysitter so that we could go see Richard Brody discuss his book, "Everything is Cinema" about Jean-luc Godard. We actually missed the majority of the discussion while grabbing dinner, but the dessert was getting to see "A Married Woman". It was inspiring in its simple complexity. In working on our current project,...

On the DSR list serve a person, recently referred to "donors," lurking on the edges of the discussion. Several donors wrote in response that they didn't appreciate the reference. Several other posters, including the list's admin, were quick to defend the use of the term. While I understood that the OP meant no harm it pointed to a bit of...

http://www.nytimes.com/2010/07/13/health/13mind.html?8dpc This NY Times article touches on something I was discussing with my intern today as he set to work organizing materials for donor 67. Nature is a lot more powerful than people wanted to believe in the last couple of decades. The ascendant idea was that with good nurturing/parenting almost all obstacles could be overcome....

Father's Day. Last year at this point, I started working on my film, Donor 67 again. I had been doing a little research, and a little writing, but still mostly just thinking. A couple of weeks earlier I had posted an op-ed about the problems with anonymous donation. I had been corresponding with Alana Sveta Stewart, and planned on meeting her that afternoon. My wife shot a little video as I was woken up by my kids upstate with cards and pancakes. On the way back to Brooklyn we stopped at a parking lot amusement park, and when we got back to Brooklyn we found chaos as a building across the street had collapsed. Alana came by and ended up staying for a month. She was the first adult donor conceived person I had met. Our discussions helped me to better understand some of the issues that our culture needs to better understand.