Ack. The noise! So much noise. What's it all about? The half-time show. The commercials. The clothes. The behavior. It doesn't r...

Writing is generally a solitary endeavor. You sit, you write, you ponder, you write, you research, you write. Then you do several editing ...

For the last two or three months, two ads have appeared in my Facebook timeline every single day. One is for a book detailing how to build...

Aging. It has a bum rap. It's a matter of perspective. When you're twelve, you can't wait to be thirteen. When you're eighty...

https://www.news.com.au/national/victoria/bushfire-relief-how-you-can-help-those-in-need/news-story/ The New Year is traditionally the tim...

      New Year's Resolutions for any year: 1. Don't kill anyone. 2. Stay out of jail. 3. Don't eat worms ...

Christmas 2003. It was a busy, busy year. In June we moved from New York to Maryland because the house hunk was transferred. Moving is ...

We have tacos every Christmas Eve. Why? As a remembrance of friendship above and beyond the usual. In this vignette, I tell the story. Ch...

Our last Christmas in Texas was grim. The oil crisis was in full sail. We wavered month to month, robbing the power bill to pay the mortga...

A few years ago, I was a college student. No, not that many years! My youngest child was fifteen and I had a son in the Navy. One day ear...

Christmas 1989. “Please come if you can. Uncle Charles has terminal cancer and probably won’t be with us next Christmas.” For many...

Over the last few days I've read several social media posts and statuses where adults are mourning their lack of Christmas (gifts, li...