Do I owe someone an apology for not taking a more active role in the iconic cultural, technological and political developments of the 2010s? I… Continue reading
Most of my Christmases have become hopelessly blurred together, but Christmas 1969 holds a special place in my heart. In fact, back in 1998 my… Continue reading
If you’re tired of running around in circles to find a Christmas gift for the dog lovers on your list, I know just the thing… Continue reading
Maybe it’s because my first viewing of “Rudolph” occurred when I was 4 years old and my first viewing of “Frosty the Snowman” happened when… Continue reading
With festive turkey-based feasts fast approaching, and having just re-watched a classic Thanksgiving-themed Steve Martin video, I thought it appropriate that I share a few… Continue reading
My extended family has suffered more than its fair share of dental issues in 2019. (Fair share? Yes, Elizabeth Warren’s number-crunchers have ascertained exactly how… Continue reading
The words weren’t aimed directly at me, but I was recently flummoxed by an unexpected undercurrent of animosity. In an online post, a military veteran… Continue reading
I’m not proud of it, but I haven’t visited the now-disheveled cemetery on the hillside behind my late father’s childhood home in more than 40… Continue reading
Remember when big news meant scientific breakthroughs, assassinations and economic meltdowns? Now the international headlines are reserved for the scandal (or heroism, take your pick)… Continue reading
When I was a mass communications major in college (alas, this was not TOO long after mass communications consisted of Columbus yelling, “Can you guys… Continue reading
What can you say about the eavesdropper wannabes who sigh, “I wish I could be a fly on the wall for that conversation”? Why is… Continue reading
“If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s a perfect kid. And six of ‘em, yecch!” - Ann B. Davis as housekeeper Alice Nelson. No,… Continue reading
Do you long for the days when the only outbursts our delicate ears had to worry about were the Z word (“Zoinks!”) and the J… Continue reading
First, some disclaimers. When my son Gideon was in kindergarten and first grade, I indulged him by recording countless hours of hyperactive, unseen-outside-the-family DVDs he… Continue reading
July 5, 1970 was a red-letter day in my childhood. On a Sunday afternoon fishing trip with my little brother and late father, I caught… Continue reading
For various reasons, my graduating class has seen two milestone anniversaries sail by without a class reunion materializing. So, I can understand the disappointment of… Continue reading
I’m a big softie when it comes to children’s books. I remember my first library card (TWO trips to the library that glorious day!), and… Continue reading
