It’s hard to believe that 13 years have gone by … I had to see my son. As I stood I the middle of the newsroom Tuesday watching the second hijacked plane slice through the tower of the World Trade Center, I could think of nothing else other than holding close to me that which […]
In the wake of the Newtown slaughter, a message of hope came my way.
My old newspaper job was one I loved, but it was a job that could, at times, leave my psyche stressed and my shoulders sore. Cradling a phone on one shoulder and hunching over a computer on deadline wreaks havoc on the back. On incredibly wild days – during elections, bad storms, huge fires, murders, […]
I sat at the dining room table, stitching together the King Tut toga I had promised my kid for Halloween, when I burst into tears. We bought the Egyptian pharaoh hat at the King Tut exhibit in Indianapolis this summer on one condition: that it be Will’s Halloween costume. Will had a condition of his […]
To commemorate Martin Luther King Jr. Day, we are rerunning this piece originally written by Maria Stuart after the 2008 presidential election.
Magic transforms a cup of brown water into something over which we get to know people, talk politics, share secrets, laugh and fall in love.
It’s the question I ask every parent before my son goes over to their house. Am I embarrassing my kid? Too bad
I’m a believer: Greetings from my late father, via Words with Friends.
Or: Real men don’t hang out in bars with their buddies singing the praises of boner meds